|somewhere in North Carolina|
Sully mostly stayed in her bed on Michael's lap for the duration of the 15-hour drive. The drive was pretty uneventful aside from a few stoplights here and there.
My parents and brother moved to Myrtle Beach earlier this year. And it's warm. The highs this week should be in the mid-70s. Some of the leaves are changing color, but I don't think I've seen a bare tree yet.
Their place is right on the Intracoastal Waterway on the 2nd floor of an apartment building. If we're inside, we'll see the masts of boats float by every once in a while.
They're about a 5-minute drive away from the ocean. We went there last night after we arrived, just in time to catch the sunset...
Dogs are allowed to stroll the beaches during the off-season. My parents' dog Missy mostly walked, sometimes trotted around the beach. Sully torpedoed up and down the shore, chasing birds. They both smiled and wagged at everyone who walked by.
All of the beach here is public beach, unlike the beach where I grew up. If you own a piece of land on the shore in Winnetka you own that portion of the beach as well. Nice for the homeowners, but I much prefer Myrtle Beach's way of doing it. There's a public parking lot on every block and you can walk for miles on the soft white sand.