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That is the goal of the Nuki Nuki vacation. Not adventure. Oblivion. Here is the emotional core of Beach Mama and My Nuki Nuki Summer Vacation . For years, my mother and I had drifted apart. I was a moody teenager; she was a stressed-out divorcee. Our phone calls lasted 30 seconds.

For those unfamiliar with the local pidgin or family slang, "Nuki Nuki" might sound like a dance, a cocktail, or the name of a sleepy beach town. In our family lexicon, it means everything and nothing—a state of blissful, sandy idleness. It is the sound your toes make when you wiggle them into wet sand. It is the gentle nuki-nuki of a kayak against a dock. It is, quite simply, the rhythm of the perfect summer. Beach Mama and My Nuki Nuki Summer Vacation - M...

But the moment her heels hit the hot asphalt of a coastal boardwalk? Transformation. That is the goal of the Nuki Nuki vacation