The Outer Banks, Part Two

Prior to our trip to the Outer Banks, I didn't even know where the Outer Banks was. I knew it was somewhere down in the Carolinas, but there are so many darn destination beaches between North and South Carolina, that I never know which is where.

The Outer Banks is one of the barrier islands of North Carolina. We stayed in Corolla, which is as far north as you can stay in the Outer Banks. What I loved most about Corolla is that it is the essence of family friendly. There isn't a Hooters or Senor Frogs or similar college-kid-spring-break type bar. Corolla is vacation utopia - clean, secluded, safe, and beautiful. But what I loved about Corolla is also what I disliked about it - it lacked diversity and culture. I'm a sucker for places such as Charleston, SC and Savannah, GA - a nice blend of history, culture, and tourism. But those are both walking cities and not at all easy to do with two toddlers. The Outer Banks was the perfect vacation for us during this season of life. And the kids LOVED every second of it.

And now I could really go for some chocolate dipped marshmallows and strawberries, what about you?