Seafood and Sunsets (Rockport, part five)

The cousins left the next day to head down to Myrtle Beach, but my fam stayed around in Rockport for a little longer. For some reason we ended up at Back Beach in Rockport rather than one of our regular beaches, though I can't remember why. And once we got there, we were stuck because Mom locked her keys in her car. Oops. Dad - whose least favorite place is the beach anyway - volunteered to wait by the car for AAA or the police or someone to break us in, while the rest of us enjoyed our beach time.

Papa with his binoculars on the beach

Chris, faceplanted.

That evening, once we got back into the car, we made it down to the lobster shack that's on the water. We've always called it the Lobster in the Rough, but actually it appears to be called the Lobster Pool. Regardless, we went there to enjoy our lobster dinners. Even Dad ordered one, which is unusual. You place your food order inside and then, weather permitting, you eat outside and enjoy the fabulous sunsets. Which is exactly what we did.

Pat out in the rocks

Still Pat, still out on the rocks.

Dinner's ready!

Mom's in heaven.

But Dad was frustrated about the difficulty of opening lobsters.

Family. Taken by Papa.

Dad was proud that he'd purchased a bottle opener

Chris jumped in front of my pictures

Me, taking pictures

Pat

Me

Mom was being cold and worried about Pat out on the rocks.

Chris, undoubtedly making fun of Dad for the fact that he tried to use self tanner on his pale legs, but it only turned them orange and streaky. Ha.

Nice hat.

Back in Rockport, Donna's jewelry on display in the Prince and the Pauper.