The Outer Banks are a place you don’t just visit; you survive a little bit, in the best way. It’s for people who don’t mind that their rental house smells faintly of damp dog and whose hair defies all gravity due to constant 15-mile-per-hour wind.
Where are they? They’re right off the coast of North Carolina, but really they’re a state of mind. They’re the spot where you go to unplug, eat fried shrimp out of a paper basket, and stare at the ocean until your brain feels clean again. Just bring extra sunscreen and a sense of humor—you’ll need both.
