What can I say? He was lounging on my balcony when I got up this morning. How he got there, I'll never know, but as things turned out, I should have hung out with him for the day. . . .We made the two-hour run to Charleston, crossing the Ravenel bridge,
and went to the South Carolina Aquarium. I took several pictures, but they look a lot like the pics from Ripley's so I don't think I'll bother posting them. Except for the lionfish, which are always cool.
After the aquarium, we went to King Street in Charleston, which would have been a great place to shop if I was a skinny rich girl looking for a new wardrobe, but as it turned out, the only thing we bought was a kitchen gadget from Williams Sonoma. I was going to get an iTouch from the Apple store, but you can't just walk in and buy one, you have to give them your name and wait until a "specialist" is available to talk to you. Not being in the mood to wait around, we didn't.
King street was picturesque, but not exactly what I expected. We then drove back to Myrtle Beach to have dinner at Margaritaville, but the two hour and fifteen minute wait was worse than the Apple store thing, so we had dinner somewhere else. In the confusion of having multiple waitresses, our dinner spent too much time under the heat lamps, so they had to make it again and we got it for free.
We were going to get ice cream and go to a movie after dinner, but in the end, we decided to just go back to the hotel and crash for the night. I think vacation is starting to wear me out. My feet are tired and I miss my own bed, not to mention my own cooking, and I'm pretty sure I'm not alone.
Generally speaking, if your vacation lasts long enough, eventually you reach a point where going home starts to sound really good. Then you get home and sleep in your own bed in a place where no one knocks on your door at 9 am to clean your room and you're happy.
Then you go back to work and remember why you wanted to go on vacation in the first place.
It's a vicious cycle. . . .
6 comments:
I always want to go on vacation. What does that say? Free food is always good. I want to visit NC sometime. Great pictures Cheryl :D
BTW can I play with the yummy hunk? I'll share :D
Poor Cheryl! Sounds like you are having a bad day. You should have stayed on the balcony with the stud! I wouldn't mind having a day or two like that, free meals included of course.
Though I do understand the missing home feelings. I feel that way everyday around 2 p.m. 2:45 p.m. (I get off work at 4 p.m.) Oh the challenges we face....to stay on the balcony or go to work/wondering with the family...choices, choices, choices...lol
Sounds like you had a rough day - maybe today you can hang out with the hunk whose parts are hanging out all over the place on your balconey! *grin* He sure is mouth watering!
:o)
MsM
It wasn't so much a rough day as an unproductive one. I did see a few places I'd never seen before, which is always good, but if this had been earlier in the week, it wouldn't have made me think about going home quite so much.
Today we have very little planned and the ocean looks a bit rough this morning, so I might just hang out here with my computer and get that much closer to finishing Virgin!
It sounds like the thrill of Vacation is winding down. But We've been enjoying it along with you. But yes, maybe its time we Hang out with the Young Yummydoodle for awhile. He looks relaxed and open and must be part of the room service. I bet he'll even massage our aching bodyparts.
We'll put him on your bill. LOL!!!
Sight-seeing or hanging on the balcony with Mr. Stud Muffin. Shit...no contest there;)
I've always been a homebody and while working for so many years I never had the time at home I wanted and now I do and I rarely want to leave. There's just too much I enjoy doing and I don't have to go anywhere else to do it.
A day or so away on occasion is nice but mainly I'm very happy and content in my cave with my own stuff and routines and nobody in my face:)
Retirement rocks for me and I have a feeling it will for you as well, Cheryl. It took what seemed FOREVER to get to this place but once it did, I never looked back.
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