The night wind boils off the ocean, bending the landscaped palmettos sideways along the hotel line. A hundred yards inland, along Ocean Boulevard, a breeze stirs. A quarter mile further in, on the King's Highway, a woman fans her brow and complains of the stillness of the air.
Myrtle Beach on a summer night. Go get a Kirk's Ice Cream.
I love this! this is sort of my neck of the woods! We ar about 5 hours away in southern VA, but Myrtile Beach is a #1 vacation spot for many of us! Thanks for this memory!
ReplyDeleteMelissa, hi. Joan and I were golfers in our day and spent many a vacation at Myrtle Beach. Great memories.
ReplyDelete