DAYS 34-39 – Our Last Week in Myrtle Beach (sigh…)
It was kind of depressing on Wednesday. Zach was gone, nobody else was coming to visit us at the beach, and we only had one week left at that beautiful spot right on the Atlantic ocean. Oh, sure, we wanted to get home soon and see our loved ones but we were going to miss the place that had made the worst month of winter the absolute best month of winter! In Maine, we wake up to the sound of traffic. In South Carolina, we were waking up to the sound of crashing waves... Read more HERE. This week's Maxism: "You know, Dora isn't really an explorer." Hugs to all! Angela …