Myrtle Beach – North of Richmond 7.26.12.
Well our time in Savannah has come to an end and we had a
wonderful time. I’m glad the city grew on me and I can’t wait to get back. It
was 95 – 99 everyday and very muggy but well worth dealing with. I recommend
the Marshall House if you ever want to stay in a B/B there.
The road this day would take us from Savannah to just north
of Richmond with a stop in Myrtle Beach (M.B.) but on the way out of town we
decided to stop at the peach stand that I mentioned in an earlier post. The
first one out of town was closed, when we went by the second one, we saw he
was just getting set up. We stopped, he was a very sweaty unshaved man, Diane
got out, he asked if we had any matches so he could light his cigarette, and we
had plenty from the cabin a few nights before, so we gave him some books. Diane
then came back to the car with 6 peaches for $10. Now I love to bargain with
people, so I gave her a little grief when she told me how much they were. I’m
not cheap by any means, but I just know to never pay asking price at a stand
like this. He had told her some sad story about the drought and the farmer he
buys from upped the price, I don’t but it, haha. We easily could have got them
for $6. They were pretty good, so as we drove away we ate one and put the
others in the cooler.
We decided we wanted some more beach time, looking at the
map we decided to stop at Myrtle Beach. It would be about 2 hours out of the
way, but we didn’t have anything planned that day, so why not. After getting
off 95 you drive on a two-lane road for a little over an hour, you go through
tons of S.C. small towns. When we finally arrived in M.B. I had to stop and buy
some new flip-flops, mine had broke the day before at Hilton Head, and we
stopped at a Wal-Mart. They were out, so I bought some water shoes. Next stop
was the beach.
We pulled right up to the public beach and found a parking
spot about 3 cars from the beach, got our beach gear together and headed toward
the water. There is a street with every kind of beach shops you could ever
want, little arcades, and a Ferris wheel. As we arrived at the beach we noticed
there were chairs and umbrellas set up just like at Hilton Head, I went up to
the lifeguard and rented a set. Straight into the water was our next stop. Just
as we walked into the water the lifeguard heightened the warning, but the waves
didn’t seem that bad. They were bigger and rougher than Hilton Head, but really
not that rough. The water was not as
warm as HH but was plenty warm. We stayed for about an hour and a half, and
then decided it was time to head north, but not before stopping and getting a
foot long hot dog. I’m a sucker for those, as a kid my Grandparents used to
take me to the county fair every year, and my Grandpa and I would always get a
foot long. So whenever I’m at a fair, or a beach like this I think about him,
and have to get one!
I put D.C. in my GPS and off we went, we didn’t need gas at
the time, but we saw it as low as $3.04 just outside of town, that’s the cheapest
we saw on the drive. Diane and I joked about gas prices often on the trip, my
parents are always commenting on gas prices when I travel with them, so we
would make comments if we bought it and then down the road it was a little
cheaper.
The GPS took us a route I would have never taken, through a
ton of little towns just like we drove through in S.C., but this time it was
North Carolina. I had lived in N.C. back in 98, and had been to some of these
same small towns, so it was really nice to get back through there. Not much has
changed; most of them have a gas station and maybe a party store or ABC store
as they call them. We then got back to 95 and headed north towards
Richmond/D.C. 95 as many of you know is the main road up the east coast of the
country, so there are a lot of semis and traffic, there are also a lot of
billboards, so we saw everything from Christmas stores, to south of the
boarder truck stop advertised every few miles for 130 miles.
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