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Yesterday, i woke on Tybee Island at around 7 am everyone else in the house had woke earlyer to see the sun rise  at the beach.  I got my things together and loaded most all of it into the car.  I left the car key on the desk in the entry and went to breackfast one last time at the breakfast club.  By this time they had come to see me as a familiar face.   I walked back to the beach cottage one last time and met up with lynne rebeca and ben who had finished packing things up.  We got on the road around 8:30 am we flew into atlanta at about 1:50 pm and purchased georga aquariam tickets.  WE SAW WHALE SHARKS!  After that we were all feeling a bit zonked.  Next,  Rebecca and Ben and I finally got to meet all of lynne's family and we got to see where she grew up.  It was fun to meet them, and understand through meeting them who Lynne is just a little bit more.  We had pizza, and sat and talked for a while.  We got to the hotel about 11:30 ish and did a final zonked goodnight and went to sleep.  

We are back on the road again today and are hoping to be home in about an hour fourty five or 2 hours.  We are exited to see our kitties!  

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