So everyone wants to know about the trip.

I’ll never, ever make that drive again. It was hideous, arduous even, filled with construction, law enforcement, uneven pavement, a dead deer, south Georgia rednecks, stupid drivers, me, my passengers, and a jeep full of crap. I am one of those people who under normal circumstances (read: alone) does not stop on a trip except to refuel. These were not normal circumstances, and the trip felt like it took forever.

We did finally make it to my aunt’s house after a never ending drive, only to hop back in the car and go in search of food. My uncle was kind enough to provide us with a dining recommendation AND a map. I was fairly certain I remembered enough of the city from my one and only visit to get us to the place; I just wasn’t counting on the sudden summer downpour ruining what little night vision I had. Yes, I got us totally and completely lost. We drove around for an entire hour, in about the same five mile radius (ironically, we were only about three miles south of where we needed to be, and on the same freaking road as the restaurant…I figured this out two days later). I did finally make it back into town, and went to the only restaurant still open, a place I had been to previously, and enjoyed one of the worst, most tasteless meals of my life, enjoyed in an hour of utter silence. We then backtracked completely and went out for a stroll on the beach, and drove all the way back out to my aunt and uncles and passed out.

Ah, how eventful!

The trip did indeed improve. Spent much time wandering around the old city, which is quite lovely and rather quaint. Am attaching some pictures. Too lazy to write. Attaching pictures of the fort and bay as well, and the beach, and the funniest motel in the world. Missed the shuttle launch. Went fishing twice and caught not a damn thing – the Curse of Eliza and the Pier Continues! Swam, played in the ocean, walked forever, got burnt, did not touch my book at all, didn’t get much sleep, stayed up way too late every night, but overall had a pretty good time.

So below are photos. They tell a better story than I feel like writing.

Drive back however was made in RECORD time. Amazing what a horrid sunburn and a serious lead foot motivates a person to do.