Letter to my Younger Self

Location: North Carolina and Virginia, USA

Published: AOL Travel

I see you cruising down I-95 in the family station wagon. You’re wrestling with Janet and James and crying out, “Are we there yet?” Your parents are in the front seat singing along to Bob Dylan and blocking out the mayhem. You don’t know it now, but this is the start of a life full of adventures. Relax, settle in and enjoy the ride. Those summer trips to the Outer Banks were your first step into the greater world. For a young girl raised in the privileged suburbs of Washington D.C., North Carolina was a wonderland of beaches that breathed danger and adventure with frothy riptides and tow-headed surfer boys from faraway places like Florida.