As promised in the previous post, below are a number of photos from the condo Lar and I grew up going to every summer at Ocean City. I love the place. My dad, along with one of sisters and his brother, purchased the place in the 1970s, decorated it and took such good care of it that hardly anything has changed – or needed changing.
The bumper pool table is the first thing you see when you walk in the front door. And yes, that is plaid kitchen wallpaper in the background.
Most of the condo is covered in faux wood paneling and an amazing yellow and white shag carpet.
The sliding glass doors in the living room behind me open up onto a large balcony.
Here’s a closer look at the kitchen wallpaper, the avocado stove and yellow counter tops.
Apologies for not tidying up before taking this photo, but it’s the only one of the living room that shows off the orange arm chairs. The TV isn’t original to the place, but it gets as few channels as its predecessor.
I love this photo of the stereo and box of pastels. When we were young my dad would always tune the radio to the oldies station. I still always think of the beach condo when I hear Otis Redding, Marvin Gaye and Aaron Neville. The pastels are my mom’s. She always had us doing fun art projects even on vacation.
With only a couple of fuzzy channels on the TV, my bf and I played A LOT of card and board games on the one day it rained during our stay. Although the box seems to be missing, the monopoly game is mostly intact and so old that the houses and hotels are actually made out of wood – not plastic!
The beach condo has always had a hodge podge of sheets for all the beds. There are exactly four different sets of sheets represented on this queen-sized bed – not to mention the retro bedspread!
The guest bathroom is covered in this fantastic floral wallpaper. They just don’t make wallpaper like that anymore.
I think even the designers at Ikea would find the guest bedroom room inspirational. I was so tempted to take the lamp home with me.
My trip to the beach last week was the first time I stayed at the condo in nine years and as close minded as it sounds, it was so nice to see that not much had changed. I’ll be completely heartbroken if the shag carpet, orange arm chairs, bumper pool table, daisy wallpaper and stereo are ever replaced.
