Last week my family and I took a trip to the Jersey Shore for the week where we explored new places and tried different things. I think that is always the basis of a vacation--well to me anyway. But some things will never change, like how I can always find a little bit of Barry everywhere.
As I was getting ready to take a day trip with my parents down to Atlantic City, I remembered there were handprints of Barry's somewhere along the four mile stretch of boardwalk. The only problem was, I didn't quite know where it was. Once we arrived to Atlantic City and walked along the boardwalk for a bit, we stumbled upon an information center where we asked about a place that would have "famous people's" handprints. The gentlemen told us it was located at Resorts and I got all excited and ran out looking for the hotel. As we got closer, I started to walk a little bit faster though I knew the handprints weren't going anywhere. Anyway, when we found his handprints I did my little excited dance and jumped up and down in attempt to reach his handprints as they are up pretty high and I'm not exactly tall. It's been a while though since I've had some sort of Barry excitement and though it was just his handprints from almost 30 years ago, it made my day. Sometimes the little things are all I need to put a smile on my face.
