Rehoboth Beach

An ice cream store with more than 100 flavors--you can spin the wheel if you can't decide

Caramel apples on Rehoboth Ave

Kite flying on Saturday

A dog friendly bookstore

Many little alley ways with boutiques

Purple Parrot, a German gay bar with award winning gumbo and karaoke on the weekends

Since I had Good Friday off from work, I decided to take a trip with a few friends. We originally planned to go to Ocean City, but heard that's more for college kids, so changed to Dewey Beach. I thought I reserved a hotel in Dewey Beach, but apparently it was Rehoboth Beach, which is near Dewey Beach. It was a bit cold, but just because we were at the beach we decided to go into the water. For a second. And then my legs turned pink and felt like they were being stabbed with tiny icy knives so I ran back out. As a kid, I used to get so incredibly excited to be at the beach that I wouldn't care how cold the water was, I'd dive in until my lips turned blue and someone made me leave. As an adult, I've come to realize that that's crazy, and I can't quite get my adrenaline level to get up to the point where I don't feel the cold. So I spent most of my beach time in my jacket. 

Our hotel was right on the water, a bit old but very comfortable--I would recommend Henlopen Hotel if anyone ever goes to Rehoboth Beach. You could hear the waves from the balcony, and it was right on the boardwalk, within walking distance to everything in the area. 

Stores there are small, and since it was off season many were closed or closed early. There were many stores with ocean themed trinkets, like crab shaped dishes or seahorse decorations, bags of seashells and pet hermit crabs. I went twice to a stand called "The Ice Cream Store," which has over 100 flavors, and many weird flavors, like ghost pepper and booger. 

Since most of the stores close early, there wasn't a lot to do at night. However, there was a German beer garden and restaurant that stayed open until 1 am. We went there for dinner, but were pleasantly surprised to find that they had karaoke all weekend. Apparently it was also a gay bar, hence the name "Purple Parrot." It was very full, and had an extensive selection of songs. We didn't get to sing a lot though (only one song), since so many people had put requests in. But the best part was their gumbo. It was the best gumbo I have had in my life. I was super hungry before though, so I could be biased, but apparently it has won awards. They put a lot of seafood in it, and instead of cooking the rice in the gumbo, they put it in at the very end. 

The journey was a bit under four hours by car, so easy to do for a long weekend.