Grayton Beach is a historic neighborhood off of Hwy 30A with craftsman style bungalows built in the early 20th century. There are no high-rise hotels, no fast food restaurants and no gas station. But there is beach houses with quirky names, "Salty Sisters", "Toulouse Mongoose", etc. And a bike path running from Blue Mountain Beach past Seagrove Beach, over thirty miles.

So, year after year we were lucky enough to rent the same quaint historic beach house on DeFuniak Street in Grayton Beach. My daughters loved the house with it's outdoor shower to wash the sand off and the curly trees in the front yard. Mary Kate chased the ice cream truck to the same corner several years in a row. But, in 2007 the house became a permanent residence and no longer available. Spring 2008, we went to Grayton Beach and stayed at the state park. It was awesome, but not like the house. Well, this year I found another private residence to rent and we are headed back to Grayton..... two blocks from the old house on Garfield this time.
Grayton Beach is unlike anywhere else in the world. Time stands still. Last year, I shared Grayton Beach with my friend, Stanley, and wish I could share it with everyone I care for. But, sitting with my toes in the white sand, listening to the roar of the surf and watching my girls chase crabs.... is priceless.
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