Myrtle Beach, SC Vacation

The url implies this was written and posted on September 4th, but it was September 3rd at 11:45 pm.

you may know, I recently went on vacation. Yesterday, my family returned to our home.

Before we arrived in Myrtle Beach, my brothers and I didn’t know where we were going. I knew two things: (1) it was a surprise trip for my birthday, and (2) my mom wasn’t sure if we’d be able to reschedule it when Walmart initially refused my time off request.

My younger brother Aidan predicted we were going to Florida. My mom’s teasing responses of “We’ll see,” or “Maybe,” with a smile seemed to imply he was right.

During the drive, it wasn’t until we were in the Appalachian Mountains that I realized how wrong he was. I guessed wrong, too, though. The mountains and the sign welcoming us to North Carolina brought me to the conclusion that we were visiting my aunt and cousins who live in the state.

But we drove on.

When we reached the South Carolina border, Aidan asked with a groan if we were visiting Bob Jones University again. A few years ago, we visited the university and met a few of the teachers from their homeschool distance learning program. Luckily for Aidan, that’s not what we were doing.

Finally, late at night after leaving early in the morning, we came to Myrtle Beach. That night we stayed in a hotel that had a small pool and served breakfast. Oddly enough, the room’s balcony was positioned such that we could see the next room’s balcony, and the people were sitting outside. We had two full beds for five people, three of us adults. I think my brother Aeryson may have slept on the armchair and footstool.

The next morning we checked out at 11 and headed to the other place we were staying, a condo overlooking the beach. We discovered that early check in was not an option, despite the room being vacant. On our way from the hotel to the condo, we passed the Myrtle Beach State Park. We decided to check it out.

At the park we walked down the pier, hiked in the woods, watched a demonstration in the park’s nature center, and my brothers played on a playground. At the pier I bought a small shark snowglobe to add to my collection. My dad and Aidan saw a shark and we all saw some brown jellyfish.

From that Saturday until the next Saturday, we were in the condo. The condo had a small pool and it was right on the beach.

Everyday we swam in the ocean and pool and played on the beach. I believe everyone felt a bit sick at least once while we were there, unfortunately.

One of the days we walked down the beach to a pier that was nearby our condo. As we walked down it, we saw two people surfing and I identified at least four different sharks that were swimming around. We saw some brown and some white jellyfish at this pier.

On Saturday  we left the condo before the check out time and started driving back west.  My brothers and I knew we were doing one more thing, on Sunday, but no notion as to what. I knew my grandparents would be joining us, as well.

When we stopped in Kentucky, my parents told us we were in Cave City and would be going to Mammoth Cave. Aeryson was super excited. Our grandparents, my mom’s parents, arrived at the same hotel later on that evening.

On Sunday, we drove the thirty or so minutes to Mammoth Cave National Park. This is the first national park my brothers and I have ever been to. We took the Historic Tour, which is two hours, and learned about the history of the cave and human interaction with it. At the end, there was a five story climb, up stairs, through a natural shaft in the cave. That was probably the only place we saw natural cave formations from the water running through the rock and depositing minerals.

While we were in Kentucky, my dad realized we would be driving through the town his uncle lives in. He hadn’t seen them since before I was born, he guessed before he had joined the army when he was seventeen. We met my great uncle John, his oldest son, his son’s three daughters, and two other cousins. I didn’t even know about this part of my family until the day before, which was pretty crazy to me. My cousins said they had known of my grandfather but never got to meet him.

It was a great trip and I enjoyed my break from work, but I’m glad to be back home.

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