This weeks photo challenge is to choose a photo that evokes home. Above is a picture of my home away from home, Daytona Beach Florida. I feel like I basically grew up there. My grandparents managed a little motel right on A1A (Atlantic Ave) called Southern Sands. As a kid I was down there constantly visiting, at least when I was a kid it felt like we were there constantly. I feel like I have come home every time I am lucky enough to go for a visit.
Daytona has always been a famous beach. It has deep roots in NASCAR, Bike Week and spring break. Originally cars would race up A1A then make the north turn onto the beach and fly down the shore line until they made another right back onto A1A. Now the northern most turn on the route is marked by an awesome restaurant appropriately called The North Turn.
Teens and college kids used to flock to its shores for spring break. Now, sadly it’s not a popular tourist attraction like it once was. Hurricanes and father time have not been kind to it’s coastline. But Daytona is still my favorite beach because of all the special memories it holds.
I will always remember riding The Jolly Trolley with my grandma, playing putt putt at the course next to their motel, walking the beach with my grandma and cousin collecting sea shells, climbing to the top of The Ponce Inlet Lighthouse (my husband and I were married on the beach at Ponce Inlet) and eating at my favorite place, Sweetwaters Restaurant (sadly no longer open). I treasure these memories and the birthplace of them, Daytona Beach.
In Daytona the sand is soft, the food is good and the sun is hot. There’s always something to do in my home Daytona Beach.