The seashore

by mssinglemama on April 8, 2010

After a pit stop in Charlottesville, Virgnia to see my little sister


who had went out of her sweet way to get me a few 31st birthday presents



and even make me a cake


John and I made it to Tybee Island in Georgia.

Like fish out of water, or washed up jelly fish buried in the sand of the tide, vacation is a bit alien to us. But we’re trying to accommodate our predicament as well as we are able.

First order of business.

A morning walk on the beach.

beach seashore

Complete with hearts in the sand (that we didn’t draw… I swear).

sand hearts

And a few phone calls to inquiring family members.

phone call

Then, after soaking up some rays, with our ridiculously high SPF lotion, we headed out to explore the island.



Tybee Island, off the coast of Georgia and just 20 minutes outside of Savannah, is packed for Spring Break with tourists, families and teenagers in bikinis.

Tybee Island Tourists

Realizing the family beach scene was not ours John and I headed out to Savannah in search of a cold drink, non-fried food and some loud music. But before all of that we did some walking and lost our breath, again and again at the beauty of this ancient Southern city.





More pictures in my Spring 2010 gallery and more stories one the way…

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