Myrtle Beach Sunday

A loud explosion with accompanying car alarms woke me up. With the same mindset as those throngs I criticized last night, I stepped outside to see what was happening. Nothing appeared out of the ordinary (at least, for Myrtle Beach) so I stepped down to the lobby for coffee. Continue reading Myrtle Beach Sunday

Myrtle Beach Friday

I guess if you have the only oceanfront room available on the Grand Strand, you can charge pretty much anything you please for it. Such must be the case for the rathole of a room that we have at the Driftwood Lodge. It seem clean enough, but is in very bad repair with mold on the ceiling, buckling sheetrock, etc. Continue reading Myrtle Beach Friday