Catherine, home.

On the porch, in the warm heat, away from it all.

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Side yard flower.

The path to our little section of Virginia Beach.

The view from my beach chair.

In the distance is downtown Virginia Beach, with its Miami, Jr., skyline.

Road food on the way to the Outer Banks.

Hyped as the best BBQ sandwiches on the road to the Outer Banks, Southland was a disappointment. Our sanwiches were dry, a grave sin in BBQ.

A Southland pulled pork BBQ sandwich.

The paper is more moist than the pork...

The path to the beach, from our hotel in Duck.

Overcast skies, soft air, easy waters.

The beach at Duck was beautiful, rain or shine or anything in between.

Beach shack, a la Duck.

Feasting in Duck at our hotel.

Pier into the Duck sound.

Hotel gazebo.

Duck sky.

Hotel balcony, Duck.

Now these guys know how to make pulled pork BBQ sandwiches.

Duck, it's a bird!

The best restaurant in Duck.

And again.

Blue Point bliss.

Truly, this is what it looked like. No Photoshop needed for Southern skies.

On our way to Blue Point.

Corolla.

Jockey's Ridge, the largest sand dune on the East Coast.

The world's first runway for powered flight.

See that first marker? That's how far the Wright Brothers flew. Crazy.

I ordered a BBQ catfish sandwich here.

Frozen custard, aka gelato, but better.

Southern skies over Virginia Beach.

Let there be light.

South of the border drink, well north of the border.

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A lot of people in the South are, um, portly. Blame places like this.

THE PLACE to each in Roanoke Rapids, N.C.

Second Street, second to none.

Post-shrimp at Steinhilber's.

Fat free!

An original DQ, Virgina Beach.