Trailer Park Fantasy
Had the chance to spend the afternoon and early evening at my brother’s trailer in New Glasgow. Never thought I’d say this, but given the right one I could vacation quite comfortably in a trailer park.
The “semi-private” beach was the highlite – absolutely no one else was down on the beautiful, clay-cliffed beach. Apparently it’s empty like that almost always.
It was blissful and the weather could not have been better. I could easily imagine several weeks of swimming, walking, napping and reading in the shade (and, of course, zipping around in a golf cart).