Tour Journal: Atlantic City

The Borgata
Overlooking the wetlands out the window of our suite at the Borgata, which is swanky in a sad way- in a renovated in the 80s way. Sad to be leaving tomorrow but have to get home to the doggies, home to work. Listening on the bus to Stories from the City Stories from the Sea while looking at the wet trees lining the highway- green on grey. The rolling makes you think. The rain makes you ache.

Beyond the fog somewhere is Beach Haven. Is Morrison?s restaurant and The Englewood motel. The cinnamon sugar donuts and the amusement park. The sandy popsicles. We jumped in and climbed out sprinted across the burning sand and jumped in again- pool to ocean and back. All day long.

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