Spent Tuesday packing. C had a hair appointment at two, she got home at 4:37. So we left town at 4:55 - rush hour. 400 south to 285 east. At times traffic crawled to a stop. Heavy traffic on 20 east but not nearly as bad. Made it to Augusta without stopping. Chick-fil-A and topped off the gas tank. Then 20 east through Columbia and Camden. Exited at Bishopville and took two lanes all the way to Georgetown. Got to Pawleys Island just after midnight. Seven hours, with just one stop.
Had a dream that me and Lang were weaving through a crowd at Perimeter Mall, headed to a World Cup game inexplicably taking place not in a stadium, but a practice field near the mall.
Wednesday: Slept in. Drove C to get some breakfast groceries. She made us eggy boys on English muffins. Left out to the beach around 12:30. Wasn’t easy, but we found a parking spot on the northern end of the island. Didn’t realize it would be a longer walk through the dunes to the beach. Not fun with my aching back. Set up the umbrella and plopped into my chair. Only then did I realize that I had left my reading glasses in the car. Not worth going back for them. Instead I listened to some of my audiobook.
Sunny with a nice breeze. I concentrated on getting some sun on my pearly white legs. Usually freezing, the waves were nice and warm. We hadn’t checked, but the tide was creeping in. Had to keep moving back. On the walk back to the car we had a nice chat with a couple our age, from Virginia Beach. Ran some errands before and after supper.
Dinner reservations at Gios Italian, and it didn’t disappoint. My lasagna had a sweet tomato sauce, with plenty of cheese. C enjoyed her chicken dish. Gios was crowded and loud. I switched seats with C in an effort to reduce the noise in her ear, but it didn’t help much. Our waitress found that hilarious. One lady sounded like a stuffed poodle when she laughed. We kept looking around for the source of the noise.
Corrine’s two bedroom unit will need to be cleaned out, but C doesn’t want to do anything this week. Her brother Bobby left lots of old books, including an old Baseball Encyclopedia that dates back at least to the mid-1960’s, older and smaller than the 1969 edition that I own. Also an NFL coffee table book from 1973 titled The Gladiators, with tons of cool photos from my favorite era of NFL football.
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