Not that anyone noticed, but the Haven went under radio silence for the week while we packed up the family (more akin to mobilizing an army) and went to the most unlikely place any West Virginia family could go….Myrtle Beach. It was a joint effort between our house and that of my parents. From Saturday morning to Friday night we were out and about the upper Southeast with two young kids. They had a great vacation. Now we need one.
The boys went boat riding for the first time on Lake Norman. I’ve been on that lake since I was Garrett’s age and have watched it grow supersize through the years. I’ve always hated pontoon boats like I do minivans, but I have to admit they’re nice on choppy water.
It was also the first time in Garrett’s conscious memory for seeing the city he was born in. We drove past our old house, and if the owner would happen to see this by mistake I hope they second guess how they fucked up our old home. Who the hell paints red brick? Who the hell paints red brick with some creamish looking paint?
I don’t care what new roads, expressways, etc. get built…the route to Myrtle from Charlotte will always be Monroe-Pageland-Darlington-Marion to me. I do admit that the Conway bypass is nice for reaching destinations in north Myrtle and North Myrtle.
Ripley’s Aquarium and their shark tube has to top the list of must-see attractions. Alligator Adventure is an underdog in the category. 700+ gators of all shapes and sizes cover the lagoon, and the hourly feeds feature some of the biggest gators I’ve ever seen.
A simple rule-of-thumb for dining on the Grand Strand: if the parking lot is empty the place isn’t worth shit.
The kids are now ocean lovers and water park lovers. Garrett prefers to walk the lazy river instead of riding it, but he’ll learn in time.
I don’t care who, what, or how it’s justified, but the downtown cruising area is not the same without the Pavilion. Never will be. Rest in peace, history.
Now for some much needed shuteye….