Tagged with: accessible disability life Physical Activity wheelchair Married to the chair:
Ahh, the beach… the sound of the waves crashing to the shore, the wind in your hair, the sun on your face and the sand; who doesn’t love a vacation by the sea – well, we don’t. Born and raised in Miami, Florida those are shocking words I never thought I would say, but I have learned that sand and wheelchairs don’t mix. As a child while sand had some redeeming qualities, like building sand castles or burying your brother in it, in reality, sand was annoying, especially when it got in your eye. As an adult it mostly irritated as it mysteriously made its way into crevices previously unreached but as a chair user this previously manageable surface becomes detestable. Typically, my husband and I try to avoid the beach at all costs. But one time we were visiting my hometown with some friends and thought we’d brave it since I had some extra help. Just so you can get the full visual effect, let me describe what it normally looks like when my husband and I go to the beach.