Growing up in Philly (Fishtown to be exact,) the Jersey Shore and its many fun (and otherwise) attractions played a huge part in my family’s summer traditions. We’d go down the shore at least two or three times each summer. We almost always stayed at the same motel, the Flying Dutchman. With the exception of at least one memorable trip in particular, when I finally convinced my parents to shell out for the Lollipop Motel, because it had the biggest, coolest slide and all its outside doors and lights were brilliant, bright florescent colors.
My family created a lot of memories down the shore. So much so, in fact, that for the first Father’s Day after I moved out of my parent’s house when I was 18 or so, all my dad asked for was a day trip down the shore to walk the boardwalk and see the sights. My dad’s a very sentimental guy, despite his exterior.
And while Seaside may not have exactly been my family’s stomping ground (we always went to Wildwood,) much of the Jersery Shore’s barrier island towns look and feel very similar. So the visit I took to the still recovering Seaside Heights this past weekend felt eerily familiar nonetheless.
Check out more photos from Seaside Heights nearly 4 months after Hurricane Sandy…
Oh, and if any of you were wondering, that MTV ‘Jersey Shore’ house seemed to fair well…
Streets Dept 
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