The five of us took one last stroll down the beach this morning - we even saw something new today. It was a school of tiny fish that must have been chased towards the shoreline, all of them flopping up out of the water, and many of them beaching themselves. This made us wonder what was in the water that did that. Madison, Daddy and Ba-Ba rescued a few of the stranded fish, tossing them back into the water. But there were so many, and Mommy let Madison know that the seagulls needed to eat too. So we walked away, and sure enough, the seagulls descended down for a nice breakfast buffet. "Rats with Wings!"
Anyway, it was perfect temperature and a nice morning walk. But when we returned, we had to go home. It's a longer drive, so we packed our things and said our goodbyes to Nana and Ba-Ba once more. We'll see them again in Georgia soon enough.
We stopped two times on the island before leaving. Our first stop was to say goodbye to the Silver Surfer.
For a time, this was Madison's favorite superhero. This required at least one stop. The next stop was at Race Trac: today was the last day of Sodapalooza. Yep, it's been a full summer with way too much to drink. We've been refilling these cups over and over again for three months or so - it seems like forever ago when we got them. Madison was wondering what to do with the cup afterwards. Which sort of sets up a story later - foreshadowing there!
Anyway, the drive home was a long one. It's a longer drive to begin with, but there were storms across the two states today, and that slowed things down tremendously. Ironically, the biggest traffic of the day was leaving the island this morning.
But at one point in Georgia, just before Lenox and right there at that Dooley County rest area, we saw the sky in front of us looking like an image from a storm chaser video. We knew we should go ahead and take that break at the rest area - the timing was perfect. Many, many other cars followed us in. There's no sense driving in that when you can't see that far in front of you, and the wind is whipping this way and that.
But here's the other part of the story, as shared in an email:
It was a long journey home today. We went to get our Sodapalooza cup filled up this morning at Cocoa Beach, and Madison was wondering what to do with the Sodapalooza cup afterwards.
There's your set-up. Just wait for the punchline...
We encountered one incredibly massive storm in Dooley County - horizontal rain and dark, low-hanging clouds, thunder, and close to zero visibility on the road. So I pull in to the rest area there to wait it out. And Madison announces that she does have to go to the bathroom while there, and she has to go pretty bad. But the umbrella is in the trunk. And it is absolutely pouring, literally flooding the rest area in ankle deep water. I tell her we have to wait it out. And we do, but twenty minutes later, there's no sign of the storm letting up. And Madison is really having to go really bad. But if we even so much as open that car door, we'll be soaked, drenched, and saturated.
The rain isn't letting up. Madison is getting to a point where she can't hold it back anymore.
Then Mommy comes up with an idea: You know that Sodapalooza cup...?
Yes, that happened. Daddy was in the front seat, just laughing at the thought of the end of our Sodapalooza cup. Madison and Mommy were laughing too.
We made it home pretty late. It was a longer drive up than it was down, but we did make it home. And so the catching up will begin tomorrow. But we did make it home safely, even through a few other storms that we had to drive through. Visibility was low, but everyone was smart and drove slowly forward until each one passed. It just made for a long day.
But again, we made it back, and all was well. Thank you Lord for a relaxing week at the beach!
Anyway, it was perfect temperature and a nice morning walk. But when we returned, we had to go home. It's a longer drive, so we packed our things and said our goodbyes to Nana and Ba-Ba once more. We'll see them again in Georgia soon enough.
We stopped two times on the island before leaving. Our first stop was to say goodbye to the Silver Surfer.
For a time, this was Madison's favorite superhero. This required at least one stop. The next stop was at Race Trac: today was the last day of Sodapalooza. Yep, it's been a full summer with way too much to drink. We've been refilling these cups over and over again for three months or so - it seems like forever ago when we got them. Madison was wondering what to do with the cup afterwards. Which sort of sets up a story later - foreshadowing there!
Anyway, the drive home was a long one. It's a longer drive to begin with, but there were storms across the two states today, and that slowed things down tremendously. Ironically, the biggest traffic of the day was leaving the island this morning.
But at one point in Georgia, just before Lenox and right there at that Dooley County rest area, we saw the sky in front of us looking like an image from a storm chaser video. We knew we should go ahead and take that break at the rest area - the timing was perfect. Many, many other cars followed us in. There's no sense driving in that when you can't see that far in front of you, and the wind is whipping this way and that.
But here's the other part of the story, as shared in an email:
It was a long journey home today. We went to get our Sodapalooza cup filled up this morning at Cocoa Beach, and Madison was wondering what to do with the Sodapalooza cup afterwards.
There's your set-up. Just wait for the punchline...
We encountered one incredibly massive storm in Dooley County - horizontal rain and dark, low-hanging clouds, thunder, and close to zero visibility on the road. So I pull in to the rest area there to wait it out. And Madison announces that she does have to go to the bathroom while there, and she has to go pretty bad. But the umbrella is in the trunk. And it is absolutely pouring, literally flooding the rest area in ankle deep water. I tell her we have to wait it out. And we do, but twenty minutes later, there's no sign of the storm letting up. And Madison is really having to go really bad. But if we even so much as open that car door, we'll be soaked, drenched, and saturated.
The rain isn't letting up. Madison is getting to a point where she can't hold it back anymore.
Then Mommy comes up with an idea: You know that Sodapalooza cup...?
Yes, that happened. Daddy was in the front seat, just laughing at the thought of the end of our Sodapalooza cup. Madison and Mommy were laughing too.
We made it home pretty late. It was a longer drive up than it was down, but we did make it home. And so the catching up will begin tomorrow. But we did make it home safely, even through a few other storms that we had to drive through. Visibility was low, but everyone was smart and drove slowly forward until each one passed. It just made for a long day.
But again, we made it back, and all was well. Thank you Lord for a relaxing week at the beach!
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