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Myrtle Beach 3

Myrtle Beach 2.2

Myrtle Beach 2

When we woke up this morning, it was raining. It’s bad enough that it’s raining when you’re at the beach; it’s even worse when you’re at the beach saying in what the children have come to call a “crusty hotel.”I suppose that’s What you get when you try to save a little money. Because even if you save money one way you’re going to pay for another. Still there is a right side to staying in this crusty hotel: it makes us stay away from it.

So in the morning we head to an aquarium.

In the afternoon when it clears up, we go to the beach.

And in the evening, the SkyWheel.

Myrtle Beach 1

WiFi not working at the hotel; cell service not allowing image upload very willingly. At not for want of trying.

In the end, I guess the streak still technically continues.

Jacksonville — Vacation Day

Jacksonville Arrival

K and the kids headed to Jacksonville today for a beach volleyball tournament in which L will be playing tomorrow. They arrived, checked in, and headed straight to the beach.

Then had ice cream for dinner. Sounds like vacation...

Arrival in Knoxville

We made it to Knoxville for the next tournament. Two weekends in a row — that would be exhausting if K and I didn’t split the duty.

On the way here, L and I played music for each other: she selected one song, then I selected the next. I think we were both trying to find something the other liked. I liked a few of her songs; she “mehed” most of mine.

“I’m into alternative and indie stuff,” she said. And then very little of what she played sounded like what I would have considered “alternative and indie.” That was one of my staple genres growing up, so I played some R.E.M. for her. They are the godfathers of alternative. “Meh.”

At one point, she claimed I didn’t choose my song quickly enough and so that meant she got two songs in a row.

“That’s fine,” I said.

My next song: Genesis’s “The Musical Box,” which clocks in at just over ten minutes.

She was shocked and aghast.

“Next I’ll go with Pink Floyd’s ‘Dogs,'” I suggested, “which is 17 minutes long. After that perhaps Genesis’s ‘Supper’s Reader,’ which is 24 minutes long, and then maybe ‘Echoes’ by the Floyd again, which is 23 minutes long. We’ll end it with Jethro Tull’s ‘Thick as a Brick,’ which is a full album — one song, 44 minutes.” She was horrified.

New Year Old Pics

A few more pics from K's iPhone.

Beaufort Day 5

The Boy finally found his shark teeth. We went back to the beach famed for its shark teeth and within seconds, he'd found his first. It wasn't his last.

"Once I found one, I was in my prime!" he declared shortly before asking, "Daddy, what does it mean to be 'in my prime'?"

Photo by K on her iPhone

"I love when you use words you don't really know!" I laughed.

"What?! It was on Cupcake and Dino. I'm just not sure what it means."

I explained. It pleased him that he'd used it correctly.

Photo by K on her iPhone

Beaufort Day 4: A Day-Trip to Savannah

Our last full day in the area was not in the area. We went to Savannah because, well, it's Savannah. You can't come within 40 miles of Savannah and not spend at least some time there.

Of course, with a bunch of Poles in the group, we had to go to Pulaski monument in Monterey Square as we headed to Forsyth Park and its famous fountain.

Afterward, we headed to the water front where we visited a saltwater taffy shop, watched ships come up the river into the harbor, and wandered in and out of shops.

And of course the Cathedral Basilica of St. John the Baptist.

We finished off the day -- and, in essence, the trip -- at Tybee Island.