Hampton Beach, New Hampshire is a lot like Myrtle Beach, South Carolina. The beach, the T-Shirt and fried dough shops, the tacky knick-knacks, the arcades, the cars and motorcycles cruising the strip.
It's a refreshing lack of pretention. Not a Yale Man in sight.
As both my regular readers will anticipate, I feel right at home. It isn't just the south that's home to Rednecks, and that's a dang good thing. Yeah, I'm talking to you, John Kerry...
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Funny how some places just "fit", like that.
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