We've always been a family who packs the car and goes, even if it might be just for the weekend. I have a significant portion of family who lives in New England (and has for years) and it wasn't uncommon to head up there for a holiday or milestone event. (If you want a tangent, ask me about where we stayed for my cousin's wedding.)
I have been privileged enough to continue to travel domestically and abroad into my teen years and now as an adult. In recent years we've started going on week-long family vacations again, usually in mid- to late-February since that's usually shortly before my dad and I go back to work.
In 2016 we went to Savannah, GA. (There are some photos of that on my Instagram under #ollyadventuresinga.) It was during that week - I was on a Gray Line Trolley tour bus, actually - when I pitched during a Twitter party and CTP liked my tweet. (You know that story, it turns out fantastic.)
Last February we stayed a week in Virginia Beach, VA, which has a really great boardwalk and I can't tell you how much time I spent watching container ships come in off the ocean and then leave again. There was also a submarine sighting, too (there's a Naval base at Norfolk, which is pretty much right up the highway from Virginia Beach), and I watched a lot of sunrises that week because it's really cool to see the curvature of the earth right before the sun makes an appearance. There was also a pod of dolphins incredibly close most mornings, curving through the water.
This year, with a brief layover in Williamsburg, VA, we went down to where my mom and my sister have taken my niece for the past two spring breaks: North Myrtle Beach, SC.
I have zero pictures of wandering through Colonial Williamsburg, but it's utterly fabulous and I highly recommend that if you ever get a chance to go, you go. There are people in period clothing who are practicing trades like they did back in colonial times - they have a working blacksmith forge that forges seven days a week, all year 'round - and the have a book bindery. They show you the different stages of a how a book would be bound, and the kind of materials used to do it.
My mother loves me, but not enough to pay $650 for a large leather-bound blank ledger that was hand-bound in the bindery, but they do have smaller soft-cover notebooks for sale made from hand-dyed pressed paper pulp, and I did get one of those.
We had a lot of fun at the foundry watching a man make pewter spoons the same way they did since the 1700's.
It's all incredibly fascinating, and the people performing the trades welcome any and all questions that you have about the process or how something they've made works. One of the blacksmiths in the forge explained to me how the lock he'd made - it didn't have a back side so people could see how the gears turned - functioned, and even pulled a ring of skeleton keys from his pocket to demonstrate.
From there we went further south down the coast to North Myrtle Beach.
There was lots of walking on the beach looking for shells. There was also a trip to Myrtle Beach for the Skywheel.
The ocean was a little rough that afternoon/evening, and we could really feel that when we went out on the pier.
We also spent some time at Barefoot Landing in North Myrtle. It was there, with the gators sunning themselves in the bright sun, that I reminded myself why I live where the air hurts my face.
During the week at the resort we stayed at, there's a variety of crafts and activities to do. Mom and I played wine bingo on Tuesday (she won a bottle of sangria which we took back to NY with us), and then decorated coasters on Wednesday. When she and my sister go down with my niece, they play candy bingo. The first year they went Mads also made me a tie-dye bandana which I wear during the summer at work. Dad and I went on Thursday to wine bingo and didn't win a thing.
It was a little chillier than expected - and really foggy the one day - but it was a great week.
This is really the only photo of me, except for the one Mom took when we were on the pier at Myrtle.
We had a great week, and while the wind blew pretty fierce on our way home Friday (thanks, Winter Storm Riley), it was a better commute back to New York that it could have been. It was nice to get away from the snow and cold at least for a little bit.
Have a great rest of your Wednesday.
Hope & Kindness,
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