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Sharkthere's something about a road trip
The beach is just fantastic with white fine sand and warm waves to ride but what I loved most was the forest right next to the beach. There's something about being able to walk from one terrain to another in five short minutes. There’s something about a road trip that separates it from any other type of travel. The great ones are of no particular duration and though there may be a destination at hand, the way there is best left to the wind. You hop in the car and it brings you where you want to go. I’ve been lucky to experience this a few times when my old Honda Civic transported me to Alaska and all over the Western US on two multi-month trips. But even short trips can be fun and if the attitude is right, you can somehow capture at least a bit of what a road trip is at its core: freedom.
After many months of what seemed unending work, we made a plan for such a short jaunt. It started out innocently enough when a good friend from Philly called to say his wife was being put up in Myrtle Beach by her company and that as chance would have it, there was an extra bedroom just waiting for us. We figured we’d head up there for three nights and just chill out but later in the day I was speaking with another friend who mentioned they would be in their newly purchased vacation home in Georgia around the same time and a road trip began to form inside my brain, almost without me knowing it. We added a couple extra days and cut the Myrtle Beach portion in half. The next thing I knew we had a five day, four state odyssey on the horizon. (continued below in Fondest Memory)
