Drifting to Myrtle Beach

I can’t believe we’re doing this. I’m not sure I’ve ever stayed in Myrtle Beach in the middle of summer. I’ve heard rumors about impossible traffic, long lines, and noise, not to mention the South Carolina heat and humidity. This being one of the last few weekends we have free before school ramps back up, we decided to head to the beach, and for some strange reason, Laura wanted Myrtle. Continue reading Drifting to Myrtle Beach