leave when the wind blows

i'm home a day earlier than expected from montauk. we woke up at 5 am to severe thunder storms and it continued to stay that way until about 4 pm. we tried to make the best of it and went for a drive to south hampton to look at all the enormous and gorgeous houses to make ourselves green with envy. the trip back into montauk was nothing short of horrific. i spotted five strikes of ground lightning and the traffic lights were out. the thunder was the loudest i think i have ever heard. it was the kind you feel in your chest. we also got a flat tire in the middle of this shit storm. the windows started leaking as well. i guess that's what you get when you drive a well worn '95 ford aerostar on a vacation. when my family and i got back to the hotel, we noticed a really terrible smell. my mom and i also noticed that the ground was literally bubbling beneath the pebbles that acted as a parking lot. we blamed my dad for letting one rip but he swore it wasn't him. we got out of the car and made a mad dash for our room in the pouring rain- it was coming down in sheets and buckets. once back in the room, we concluded that the septic tanks had been backing up because of all the rain. the electricity was shoddy and temperamental at this point too, meaning that i had no internet- hence, no access to class. we watched the weather and saw that thursday was expected to be the same thing, more or less. so we made an executive decision to go west- and here i am at home.

i still had an amazing time. the two days we had were so wonderful. i went in the water on tuesday and it was frigid and rough. i almost lost my top- and bottoms. i still enjoyed myself, though. the water out there is that much bluer. i also took a dip in the pool which was refreshing. for some reason, i enjoy the sting of chlorine in my eyes. being stranded with my family on the beach was fun. just enough sun and time together. i guess it's a blessing in disguise though, because i noticed we were all getting a bit moody with each other today. plus, pull-out couches suck to sleep on and it really blows to share one bathroom with three other adults. i am a bit bummed however, because we didn't get to eat at the crow's nest where they have a shark tank inside. since i'm 5 years old, this entertains me ever so much. one accomplishment i am proud of though, took place at the harvest on fort pond last night. it's a really classy and fancy restaurant, the kind where they scrape the crumbs off your table between appetizers and main courses. my mom was admiring their wine glasses and loved them because they said "the harvest on fort pond" with their logo frosted on the glass. she's a sucker for anything with meaning and memory behind it, so naturally she wanted this glass to remember the amazing time she had with her unruly family. with my dad, sister, and even my mom egging me on and supporting this act- i pocketed the glass into my bag without anyone noticing. i am smooth and sly. the most important thing though, is that it made my mom happy despite the fact she witnessed and stood behind her youngest daughter stealing from an upscale eatery.