This was my fourth trip to New York, but my first trip to Long Island. Ryan's family lives in Centerport, and the best way I can think to describe the area is the "North Carolina of New York." Instead of graffitied walls in a subway station, we drove through winding roads surrounded by the greenest trees I'd ever seen. Shortly after arriving at Ryan's aunt's house, we walked about five minutes down a very steep hill to the beach.
[Ryan, getting ready to soak up the sun!]
[BEAUTIFUL Centerport Beach]
Later in the night, Ryan's aunt & uncle took us down to the Centerport Yacht Club where we enjoyed a glass of wine and of course, craft beer for Ryan. Despite the fact that it was the end of June, the temperature dropped down to the low 70s/high 60s. Being the chilly willy that I am, I was thankful that I remembered to bring a light sweater. Having said that, I was still shaking in my boots. Or my wedges. Close enough.
[Ryan, being such a good little listener.]
[One of my favorite pictures from the trip!]
During this trip, I also had my first encounter with a chipmunk. AND I got to play with his family's chickens. A whole coupe of chickens. I was in heaven. Overall, this was easily one of my favorite parts of our trip. It was so great to meet Ryan's Aunt Lisa & Uncle Grant, and to explore a new part of New York. In all honesty, I could never see myself living in NYC. Centerport, Long Island, however? I'm all over it. XO