January 10, 2014. Daytona Beach, Florida. The Beach Scene.

The Beach must look the same all up and down the east coast. Daytona Beach looks exactly the same as Ocean City, Maryland or Nags Head, North Carolina. The T shirt stores, gift shop and restaurants are indistinguishable from one another. Even the people look the same. We ate lunch at Joe's Crab Shack, built out over the water at the end of a long pier. We wondered if it would be a tourist trap but it turned out to serve excellent food. Normally I only eat crab cakes in Maryland but I took a chance and was rewarded. Ken ordered a big pot of seafood. In the pot was crabs, scallops, mussels and shrimp, along with potatoes and corn. He was still picking crabs long after we had finished eating. His opinion is that Chesapeake crabs are better that the ones he ate today. Now we are heading to Ormand Beach, just up the coast. We will be in a time share for a week, looking out over the Atlantic Ocean. I have never loved beach communities perhaps because of the numbers of the people. But we will enjoy ourselves this week at Ormand Beach.