Night 3 of our Summer Vacation
Prior to our vacation this year, my wife and I had been to North Carolina and we had been to South Carolina, but we had never been to north South Carolina. Myrtle Beach is located just south of the North Carolina state line in north South Carolina on the beautiful Atlantic Ocean.
We arrived there late on a hot afternoon. We were hungry, tired, and curious about what Myrtle Beach had to offer. It turned out to be a lot, but the very first thing it offered was $5 an hour parking across the street from the beach.
Traffic was heavy as we maneuvered our way to the Boardwalk separating the beach from the shops, restaurants and tourist attractions like the giant ferris wheel smack dab in the middle of everything.
Walking the frenetic Boardwalk in the afternoon heat was not my wife’s idea of a good time. We began to search for a place to grab a bite to eat within view of the Atlantic. We found it in the Landshark Bar & Grill where we asked for and received an outside table overlooking the beach.
As we split a large order of nachos and cooled off in the shade, I began to do an on-line search for a place to stay. Prices seemed a little steep, but hey, it’s the beach! Reinvigorated after some food and ice water, I paid the check and we prepared to leave.
“Y’all be careful in all that craziness out there this weekend, you hear?” said our waitress as we left. I smiled and thanked her, not sure what she was talking about.
We soon found out. We had stumbled into Myrtle Beach on the first night of the Carolina Country Music Festival. An extra 30,000+ country music fans were also there to see and hear Luke Bryan, the Zac Brown Band, Toby Keith, Cole Swindell, Brett Eldredge and a whole bunch more. It was the first Country Music Festival since a madman opened fire with Jason Aldean on the stage in Las Vegas last October.
My wife was ready for some A.C., so we headed to our home for the night – the Marriott Myrtle (One Mile From the) Beach Courtyard. As soon as I got Val comfortably settled, I headed back to the craziness at the beach for my daily 3-mile walk.
Never have I ever seen so many girls wearing shorts and cowboy boots all gathered together in one place. Though I had no ticket to the concert, it was interesting just to walk around.
Cheaper too!
From Andy and Barney and Opie to Luke and Zac and Toby – Day Three of our vacation was full of pleasant surprises.
We would not be so lucky on Day 4.
The View From the Other Side of the Hill 