Well, if you're like me then when you read something you hear the author's voice in your head. While we were at Graceland I read everything with an Elvis accent, Wrigley Field signs were all written in an exaggerated Harry Carey voice, Dollywood was a sweet lil Miss Parton southern drawl and this blog has been my sweet singing Shanny voice so far.....until now. First of all, that sign I hit was camouflaged and anyone would have hit it, The Ol' 76 is about 200 feet long and often has a mind of her own and goes wherever she wants. Okay, maybe not, I drive around this great country like Mister Magoo just driving around and bopping up and down singing "On the road again" and "radar love". Sooooo where did she leave off ? I think after the last transmission on Snoop Bloggy Blog we spent a few days in Pigeon Forge at Dollywood. It's like Disneyland but replace the mouse with butterflies and exchange all of the children with sweaty rebelflag weilding rednecks. Lots of rides, food and shows. We went to the Dolly Parton museum and went onto her tour bus. Pardon my french but that day was hot as heck so the surprise rainstorm was a treat. However the flash floods and Tennessee Trash wet tee shirt contest couldn''t have been worse. The rain made the ground slicker than an ice skating rink for anyone wearing Crocs with socks : ) and the rain only accentuated what we were trying to avoid seeing. I'm not writing this trying to be mean or negative but it just seems that people down here are a little slower, a little fatter, just a little dumber and a WHOOOLE lot more racist. Not my first option of crowds to be stuck in wearing transparent, rainsoaked tankinis. Okay anyway, we decided that night driving would be best for the old girl b/c she doesn't seem to like the heat anymore than I do, so we left around 8ish for our 7 anda half hour trip to Myrtle Beach. The original plan was to drive a few, sleep a few then finish in the morning but we were rocking, dancing, texting, singing and guzzling Joe so we kept on keeping on and landed at a WalMart around 4:30. I've loved this whole RV thing so far... driving it, starting it, driving with my arm out the window, talking to other RV guys and especially using RV terms ((okay, I'll admit I bought a book called RVing For Dummies, but I've learned a whole lot of cool lingo)) so that night we "boondocked" which means that didn't have the water/sewer/electricity hookup so we slept with a battery powered fan. We woke up and checked into our Kampsite, which is 1 block from the beach, and went out on our bikes for lunch and beers, which seems to be the only thing we've been doing on this honeymoon aka superlong vacation. We swam, got dressed and wentto Broadway at the Beach which was PACKED so we put our name in for dinner reservations at Jimmy Buffet's Margaritaville only to findoutthat there was a three and a half hour wait. Boardwalk at the Beach is like a Salem Willows meets Hampton Beach meets Faneuil Hall, lots of stores, food, activities, fish feeding spots, kids, singers and what not... so we did what you'd expect us to do..... we went to the movies and saw Grownups. We've been swimming in 6 different swimming pools so far, have visited 2 countries and have visited 11 states at this point. Today is my 33rd birfday aka Larry Bird aka Varitek aka Rolling Rock aka Carter Estate and I'm thankful for all of the birthday wishes I've been receiving from friends and family. Last night our family received bad news about Cousin Michelle's battle with cancer so please keep her in your thoughts and prayers as she gears up to endure a stronger round of treatments. ++++ We miss everybody and keep listing things that we miss most, usually starting our list off with Chinese food and Sox games on tv only to be followed by Wallace, Flax Pond and oh yeah.... you guys, JK we do miss everyone and can't wait to get home to talk about the wedding and look at pics together...... Elvis Impersonator show tonight and Barefoot Landing..... talk to ya soon - - - Bobby Conlon
*PS- we have an AWESOME bumper sticker collection going on here.
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