Life on the Outer Banks of North Carolina is feast or famine as they say. We are way too busy in the summer with tourists covering every inch of the beach. To make up for the busy summer, we are too quiet in the winter when the restaurant we work at closes. Most of us who live down here have at least two jobs during the summer and live off our savings (or just sit around their slow year-round jobs) in the off season. There's no Target, no Panera, no TGIFridays, but we do have a lot of unique (although more expensive) self-owned shops and restaurants. The little patch we live on is 16 miles long from bridge to bridge and there are two main roads. It is a little bit of a culture shock from the suburbia of Maryland, but it's been almost 4 years since we moved down here and we've started to call it home.
