Thursday Thirteen

Today I offer up 13 more things about Myrtle Beach, SC and then this is the last I'll be writing about my vacation. I know some of you are probably glad about that.

1. A cold day at the beach is not necessarily fun, but a blanket and a hat makes a world of difference.




2. Overheard in a restroom at Tanger Outlet: Woman A to child upon leaving the stall: "Go wash your hands." Woman B: "No! Don't use the soap." Woman A: "Why don't you let her use the soap?" Woman B: "I never let her use soap. She might be allergic to it." Woman A (who obviously is a friend to Woman B). "That is so retarded."

3. Golf courses are pretty to look at.

4. My husband is a hard-working man who needs his rest, and he finds the beach restful.




5. On the economy: shopkeepers told us tourism in 2008 was much worse than in 2009; more people are traveling. Of course, gas prices are not $4.50 a gallon this summer.

6. Sand gets into everything.




7. A soft mattress on a king-sized bed is hard to get used to when you normally sleep on an extra firm mattress on a queen-sized bed.

8. Shopping is very hard on your feet.

9. I am a sucker for unproven remedies for bodily aches, particularly my plantar fasciitis. Once again I dolled out many dollars in search of something for my foot pain. This time I bought "Happy Feet" inserts which have a watery type substance in them. I haven't decided if they help but they have changed my weight distribution; I can tell by the difference in my gait and in my calluses.

10. My fudge is just as good as that made at The Fudgery.

11. Myrtle Beach always makes me think about my mother, who passed away August 24, 2000. My mother spent a lot of time at Myrtle Beach and enjoyed the shopping. In 1988 we were vacationing there at the same time and she bought me a lovely London Fog coat, which unfortunately no longer fits. It was one of the nicer times we spent together there.

12. At Barefoot Landing, we saw tigers in a glass cage. One was white. They were magnificent creatures.



13. During a round of putt-putt golf, I sent my ball into the pond. My husband fished it out. He's my hero!



This is not a real elephant. It was at the putt-putt golf course at the pond.





Thursday Thirteen is played by lots of people; you can learn more about it here. My other Thursday Thirteens are here. This is number 106!