MyrtleTuesday, September 20, 2016
We spent the end of August in Myrtle Beach, SC.
I'm not sure when the last time was that Rob and I took a legit vacation. A trip to visit family doesn't count. Nor does driving cross-country (regardless of how many sunny and hot places you travel through).
The goal was to get away from Pittsburgh and spend time together to unwind and chill and just be. Without a toddler wailing for attention.
Don't get me wrong - my son is great and he's my buddy, but sometimes you realize that it's been a while since you've had a well thought-out conversation with your husband because by the time your son goes to bed (regardless of how early that is), your mind checks out as soon you walk out of that nursery.
Also, it had been a while since I touched the ocean.
We stayed at a resort right on the beach. Seriously. There was no need to pack up and prep your mind for a long walk to the beach. Because it was right there. So, sometimes in the evening right before the sun would go down, we would walk down from our room right onto the beach and catch some of those precious golden hour rays.
Meals were random. I've never eaten out so much in my life. At first I loved it because I didn't have to cook (we had a tiny kitchen in our room, but any food sold nearby was overpriced), but by the end of our stay I was ready for real food that was at least half-way healthy.
Most of our entertainment was within walking distance. If we ever needed a car, we would call up UBER. I was pleasantly surprised by how quickly an Uber driver was available
Overall, the trip was great. I would go back. My favorite part was experiencing the sunrise and sunset multiple times. Where we live in Pittsburgh, you don't get the chance too often to watch the sun set over the wide horizon - it's usually over a bunch of houses, which is much less dreamy.