Home Again
It's about 5 hours driving time from our house to Tybee Island, each way, if there are no traffic or other problems. Then we (OK, Ray) spent a couple hours or more Friday night and Saturday night, driving to the Savannah airport to pick people up late at night. The weather was not perfect--rainy, cold, windy, overcast--but we had a pretty great beach day yesterday morning, playing bocce with Nate, getting water in a bucket for Lidet. Molli dug tunnels with the kids. Captain, Molli, Ray and Bonney went in the water. I went in up to my knees, but as the tide was out, it was a long cold wade to get to the deep water and I chickened out. I had less than 40 hours with Amelia, less than 20 with Molli, a third of them sleeping. Was it worth it? Absolutely. I love the ocean. There is nothing as calming and exhilarating as the sound of the waves and the sight of the beach, sea birds, and my family all together. Yesterday morning when I woke up, it was light, even sunny, and everyone was asleep. I climbed up to the third floor deck in my pajamas and bare feet for my first look at the ocean. As people gradually woke up and said hello to each other, some for the first time, it was a great joy. We played Cancellation Hearts. Nate, who is seven, can play about as well as the rest of us. We played Carcassonne, just Nate and Molli and me. We played Banangrams, a new game like Scrabble.
On our way home, we all had dinner at Uncle Bubba's, in a corner with windows where we could see the marsh and even walk outside with the kids when they got tired of sitting still. We had pink drinks--I had an orange cream daiquiri. We had onion rings and fried pickles. We had seafood all around. And we had three large awesome desserts--pecan pie, strawberry shortcake, and chocolate creme brulee. We passed them around several times. Nate thought that was pretty fun. And then we were on our way at 7 pm. Fortunately, the trip went well. I drove the first 2 hours, straight on route 16, at 65 miles an hour. It rained some. At Dublin, Ray took over, and I slept most of the rest of the way, including the thunderstorm.We were home by 11:30, amazingly, and what a joy to sleep in my own bed.
It's about 5 hours driving time from our house to Tybee Island, each way, if there are no traffic or other problems. Then we (OK, Ray) spent a couple hours or more Friday night and Saturday night, driving to the Savannah airport to pick people up late at night. The weather was not perfect--rainy, cold, windy, overcast--but we had a pretty great beach day yesterday morning, playing bocce with Nate, getting water in a bucket for Lidet. Molli dug tunnels with the kids. Captain, Molli, Ray and Bonney went in the water. I went in up to my knees, but as the tide was out, it was a long cold wade to get to the deep water and I chickened out. I had less than 40 hours with Amelia, less than 20 with Molli, a third of them sleeping. Was it worth it? Absolutely. I love the ocean. There is nothing as calming and exhilarating as the sound of the waves and the sight of the beach, sea birds, and my family all together. Yesterday morning when I woke up, it was light, even sunny, and everyone was asleep. I climbed up to the third floor deck in my pajamas and bare feet for my first look at the ocean. As people gradually woke up and said hello to each other, some for the first time, it was a great joy. We played Cancellation Hearts. Nate, who is seven, can play about as well as the rest of us. We played Carcassonne, just Nate and Molli and me. We played Banangrams, a new game like Scrabble.
On our way home, we all had dinner at Uncle Bubba's, in a corner with windows where we could see the marsh and even walk outside with the kids when they got tired of sitting still. We had pink drinks--I had an orange cream daiquiri. We had onion rings and fried pickles. We had seafood all around. And we had three large awesome desserts--pecan pie, strawberry shortcake, and chocolate creme brulee. We passed them around several times. Nate thought that was pretty fun. And then we were on our way at 7 pm. Fortunately, the trip went well. I drove the first 2 hours, straight on route 16, at 65 miles an hour. It rained some. At Dublin, Ray took over, and I slept most of the rest of the way, including the thunderstorm.We were home by 11:30, amazingly, and what a joy to sleep in my own bed.
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