I imagine many of you were directed here by my blog about the drive home from Myrtle Beach this summer. As you read there, our typical process for a back roads trip was flipped on its head – instead of driving us home, I rode shotgun. This allowed me to take an inordinate number of… Continue reading Riding Shotgun: the Trip from Myrtle
Daily life is, in general, pretty mundane. Ask the average adult what they were doing in June of 1998, and you’ll likely be met with blank stares, occasional chin-scratching, and something that sounds a lot like “Uuuhhhhhh….” Even vacation, though certainly more interesting and often more exciting than everyday life, still often falls short of… Continue reading The Drive to Myrtle: Heading Home
I love virtually everything about the beach. I love the constant crash of the waves. I love the soft grittiness of the sand between my toes. I love the salty warmth of the air, almost thick and heavy and full of saline moisture. I love the prickly heat of the sun, and the explosively colorful… Continue reading The Drive to Myrtle: Heading South
