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Second visit to Tybee Island

Daily blog yesterday afternoon we began a road trip to tybee island in Georgia.  My friends and I spent the evening speeding down the highway to music.  All four of us seemed a little tired going into this trip.  Last night we stopped at a hotel.  I had found it on price line back in April.  Praise god for four star hotels at 40 bucks a night it is a really nice Marriott.  Marriott knows good sleep! :).  Currently I am sipping a bit of coffee in one of there fluffy sitting chairs next to my bed.  

We made our arrival to the island at about 3:00 pm and promptly checked in with the office and the potty room. From there we headed to the local IGA and bought some food just a little for the times we don't eat out.  Then we headed to our home away from home it really does feel like a homie place here. The pace is slow and relaxed.  The place we are staying feels beach cottage-y and after we unloaded our travel gear into our home foe the week we promptly settled up with our really cool neighbor across the street, his name is Tim and he owns a bike and beach gear shop he rents every thing out to the visitors to the island.  So now we have our wheels for the week.  We have already road south and east of the island, and walked on the big peer where all the fish catchers hang out and the mate catchers too they were in full force this evening.   

Currently all signs of wakens are fading into dream land, and now, I think I shall make my way to that unconscious state as well. Good Nite till tomorrow.
 

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