Myrtle Beach again! Except we were a little sunburned, so we didn't go to the actuall beach, just around it. And we didn't wake up till 10, so we didn't get there till noon. :)
Our big thing we did was going to a seafood buffet! I vowed to try everything, from blackened samon, to mussles, to stuffed deviled crab. I even had shrimp and grits, which, from our host, is a real southern specalty. I only stopped when I had a BAD salad. It was supposed to be a coconut shrimp salad, but I bit down, and it tasted like paint. "Ok," I said, "just swallow and move on." But one more bite almost did me in for an up-cuck. I spit it out into my napkin, and moved on to cake. I couldn't do anymore seafood. Even now it makes me sick. Yuck.
One thing I will say thoughh, unlimited crab legs were awsome! And their hush puppies were to die for! They were kind of sweet to begin with, and then they had this honey butter that you dipped them into. yuummmmmmm.
Needing to burn off some crab calories, we went and played minerature golf. If you ever drive "the strip" on myrtle beach, you will know there is a minerature golf course every block. So we stopped in and played a few games. It was so pretty. It was like we were in hawaii. All the flowers everywhere, vines growning over all the rocks, palm trees, it was great. Every hole was secluded, and was just really relaxing to do.
After a bit more shopping, we went back to the acyuall beach. It was cloudy, and it was a full moon, and it was so beautiful just reflecting off the waves of the ocean. I have never seen anything so peaceful and beautiful as the moonlight reflecting off the ocean, as I walked barefoot through the sand.
Thursday, May 27, 2010
South Carolina, Day 2
These days were spent blissfuly onhe beach!
We woke up early, packed our swimwear, and took an hour and a half drive down to Myrtle Beach.
Along the way, there were several outlet stores, which we stopped at and shopped tremendously. Matt is still intent on getting me a new, "sexy" bathingsuit, and I was set on getting whatever looked good. I got a couple pairs of pants from Eddie Bawer, jewelry and a tank from Rue 21, and almost got a bathing suit from Lucky.
We packed some sandwitches for lunch, and after we ate, we were on to the beach!
Perhaps it is a good thing we didn't find a bathingsuit, because the one I had on, which was more sturdy than others, kept falling off! We walked out into the ocean, which, was surprisingly warm, and wadded out into right where the waves start to turn over. After "jumping" waves, (where you hop up right when the wave is going over you, and you kind of float there for a second,) a huge, monsterous wave came, and knocked me down. I got a mouth full of sand water, and the rest of the beach got a free view of my ladies, meaning that my swim top was up around my throat. I quickly pulled it down, but a minnute latter I was in the same situation. It just would not stay up!!! Waves kept knocking me down, and even if I got up, my swim suit would not.
Everytime I got knocked over, the lifeguard would come running towards us, but then he would see me get up, and start to walk slowly back. Then I would get knocked over again, and he would come running, and walk slowly back.
I think he just wanted a look at my titties.
After we got done swimming, we hurried back to the car, and changed into our street clothes. (Hello, sand in the bra~!) We walked the board walk and hit up some other cool stores, most of which were, of coarse, for tourists. Matt and I "shared" a snowcone, but I ate most of it because I swallowed about half of the ocean, and was partched.
We saw some cool stores with funny tee shirts. One said "the more I am around people, the more I like my dog." Made me think of Squirt!
If we wern't moving, I would have gone nuts, because there was this lighthouse store with cool cool stuff. Lighthouse mirrors, lighthouse coasters, everything and anything.
For dinner, we splurged and went to Dolly Parton's Dixie Stampeed. It was the same manner of Mideival Times, if any of you have ever been there, only a western version. For those of you who havent, you sit in this big arena, and eat dinner while a show is preforming. There were wagon trains, indian dances, and the north and the south competitions. These competitions consisted of pigglet raciing, chicken chasing, and ponies, (little tiny ones!) going around and around the track as fast as they could go.
We woke up early, packed our swimwear, and took an hour and a half drive down to Myrtle Beach.
Along the way, there were several outlet stores, which we stopped at and shopped tremendously. Matt is still intent on getting me a new, "sexy" bathingsuit, and I was set on getting whatever looked good. I got a couple pairs of pants from Eddie Bawer, jewelry and a tank from Rue 21, and almost got a bathing suit from Lucky.
We packed some sandwitches for lunch, and after we ate, we were on to the beach!
Perhaps it is a good thing we didn't find a bathingsuit, because the one I had on, which was more sturdy than others, kept falling off! We walked out into the ocean, which, was surprisingly warm, and wadded out into right where the waves start to turn over. After "jumping" waves, (where you hop up right when the wave is going over you, and you kind of float there for a second,) a huge, monsterous wave came, and knocked me down. I got a mouth full of sand water, and the rest of the beach got a free view of my ladies, meaning that my swim top was up around my throat. I quickly pulled it down, but a minnute latter I was in the same situation. It just would not stay up!!! Waves kept knocking me down, and even if I got up, my swim suit would not.
Everytime I got knocked over, the lifeguard would come running towards us, but then he would see me get up, and start to walk slowly back. Then I would get knocked over again, and he would come running, and walk slowly back.
I think he just wanted a look at my titties.
After we got done swimming, we hurried back to the car, and changed into our street clothes. (Hello, sand in the bra~!) We walked the board walk and hit up some other cool stores, most of which were, of coarse, for tourists. Matt and I "shared" a snowcone, but I ate most of it because I swallowed about half of the ocean, and was partched.
We saw some cool stores with funny tee shirts. One said "the more I am around people, the more I like my dog." Made me think of Squirt!
If we wern't moving, I would have gone nuts, because there was this lighthouse store with cool cool stuff. Lighthouse mirrors, lighthouse coasters, everything and anything.
For dinner, we splurged and went to Dolly Parton's Dixie Stampeed. It was the same manner of Mideival Times, if any of you have ever been there, only a western version. For those of you who havent, you sit in this big arena, and eat dinner while a show is preforming. There were wagon trains, indian dances, and the north and the south competitions. These competitions consisted of pigglet raciing, chicken chasing, and ponies, (little tiny ones!) going around and around the track as fast as they could go.
Monday, May 24, 2010
South Carolina, Day 1, Part 2
Going to bed now! Although we didn't go to the Civil War museum, I had a great day. We went shopping at tons of stores, had a great dinner, and it was fun just to hang out with the family and NOT travel. It was kind of like a catch-your-breath day.
When we went shopping, we went to a store called the "Piggly Wiggely". Not making this up. It is like a King Soopers, or City Market. It was so funny. I took a picture of it. There is a big store in town, and a little store on the edge. The locals refer to these as the "Big Pig" and the "Little Pig". Sooo funny.
After that, Matt took me bathing suit shopping. He picked out all these little binknis for me to try on, and insisted that we got one. Dianne even gave us some "fun" money, so we decided to spend it on that.
I must have tried on 50 + bathingsuits today!
I found one both he and I liked, but they didn't have my size in the bottoms. Bummer. But I still had a blast!
When we were at a store, this lady, who I didn't know, turned to me and asked, "Y;all been to old navy? I heard they were hav'n a sale."
It was so funny that people are so un-shy here. Everyone is so nice, it is increadible. I think that is what made it fun. Everyone acted like they have known you for years.
For dinner, we had samon, which I normally don't like, but this time it was good. Also, we had twice baked potatos, minus the cheese, and a fancy salad.
Dessert? Pecan Pie.
They sure know how to eat down here in the south!
Forget the bikini. If I keep eating, I will have to go to Murtle Beach in a one peice.
When we went shopping, we went to a store called the "Piggly Wiggely". Not making this up. It is like a King Soopers, or City Market. It was so funny. I took a picture of it. There is a big store in town, and a little store on the edge. The locals refer to these as the "Big Pig" and the "Little Pig". Sooo funny.
After that, Matt took me bathing suit shopping. He picked out all these little binknis for me to try on, and insisted that we got one. Dianne even gave us some "fun" money, so we decided to spend it on that.
I must have tried on 50 + bathingsuits today!
I found one both he and I liked, but they didn't have my size in the bottoms. Bummer. But I still had a blast!
When we were at a store, this lady, who I didn't know, turned to me and asked, "Y;all been to old navy? I heard they were hav'n a sale."
It was so funny that people are so un-shy here. Everyone is so nice, it is increadible. I think that is what made it fun. Everyone acted like they have known you for years.
For dinner, we had samon, which I normally don't like, but this time it was good. Also, we had twice baked potatos, minus the cheese, and a fancy salad.
Dessert? Pecan Pie.
They sure know how to eat down here in the south!
Forget the bikini. If I keep eating, I will have to go to Murtle Beach in a one peice.
South Carolina, Day 1
Just got in last night. Phew! It was a long haul. It wouldn't have been so bad, but we had a layover in Chicago for 4 hours. I think that I walked the terminal a couple hundred times.
When we did get picked up, it was sooooo humid. It felt like when you take a shower, and get out and its all steamy and warm. Almost muggy.
Because there is no airport in SC, (I know, right!) we flew into North Carolina. We stopped there for dinner at an itallian place, and it was fancy!!! Also, it was the only resturant open. I guess the South is very set on having Sundays off. It is great until you want to go somewhere. Our waiter sounded like he was straight from Forest Gump. I couldn't stop smilling. We had some calamari for apitizers, and stuffed crab ravioli for dinner. (By the way, Dad, calamari are NOT supposed to be chewy. When they are fresh, they are just a little more dense than shrimp.)
When we left, we were driving home, and the trees were so green! Not only were they those huge, green, and leafy, but they had vines covering the trunk, so you couln't even see any brown!!
This morning, I went jogging, and I was about a mile in, and soooooo sticky. By the time I got back, I was soaked. A shower didn't help much, but now, 4 hours latter, I finally feel dry.
We are off to the civil war museum, or as they say in the south, the war for southern independence!
When we did get picked up, it was sooooo humid. It felt like when you take a shower, and get out and its all steamy and warm. Almost muggy.
Because there is no airport in SC, (I know, right!) we flew into North Carolina. We stopped there for dinner at an itallian place, and it was fancy!!! Also, it was the only resturant open. I guess the South is very set on having Sundays off. It is great until you want to go somewhere. Our waiter sounded like he was straight from Forest Gump. I couldn't stop smilling. We had some calamari for apitizers, and stuffed crab ravioli for dinner. (By the way, Dad, calamari are NOT supposed to be chewy. When they are fresh, they are just a little more dense than shrimp.)
When we left, we were driving home, and the trees were so green! Not only were they those huge, green, and leafy, but they had vines covering the trunk, so you couln't even see any brown!!
This morning, I went jogging, and I was about a mile in, and soooooo sticky. By the time I got back, I was soaked. A shower didn't help much, but now, 4 hours latter, I finally feel dry.
We are off to the civil war museum, or as they say in the south, the war for southern independence!
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
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