Until then, suffice it to say we had the loveliest of vacations, during which we did ...
... well, not much actually.
After a full day of work, followed by an evening lecture, we drove straight through to Myrtle Beach, arriving there about 4 PM the next day. That kind of driving is not for the faint of heart, let me tell you. If you decide to try it, prepare yourself for mild hallucinations during the last hour or two. Singing TV theme songs from M*A*S*H and Pocoyo is a helpful exercise at that point.
Yes, Pocoyo.
We love Pocoyo. Spike can imitate his dance perfectly, and it cracks me up every time.
We shopped, we played air hockey and ping pong, we floated in an outdoor hot tub and an indoor lazy river, and we ate. Mostly in places where we were the sole guests.
Gotta love off-season.
All in all, a great way to spend a week.
But don't let me forget to tell you about the carp. And the ducks.
(Meanwhile, spammers are hitting my blog. It's the price of fame, I guess. So I had to add word verification to the comments page - don't let it scare you away!)
