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Tybee Day 4

Day 4 on Tybee Island. I woke at 7:30 and took in the locals and breakfast at one of the best places for it, The Breakfast Club. Good eggs good coffee and lots of people some visiting some who call this place home and some who call it home once a year. The three people I met today were all from major cities Boston, Atlanta and the owner who is originally from the Chicago area.  You can tell by the pace of the place that a city slicker is running it.  I think it's a good thing he is though because it stays busy and there is a line out the door every day.  I road back to the beach cottage, I like feeling the wind in my hair when I zoom down the road.  About an hour and a half later, we all went to do a bit more shopping.  We walked to the big peer and then went to lunch at Spanky's SeaFood galley and saloon.  It is right next to the beach and the the food was pretty yummy!  After lunch we road back and I am currently taking a brake from people and sun at the same time my traveling buddies decided to do more sea bathing and I decided it might be better for us all if I had some alone time.  :). Later on we are planning on taking a boat trip with Captain Mike, following that we will be having dinner, I hope, at AJ's which is located on the west side of the beach where the marsh area is.  We will eat dinner on the dock and watch the sun set.  There is more people on the island this year,last year we went in mid May and there was't the crowds on the beach like this year.  The evenings are better though, most people don't hang out on the beach in the late evening, just as the sun is about to go down, personally I think I like that time the best.  The sea when I am near it, makes me still and slow, it reminds me of a place I have not yet been, and speaks of the truth of it's reality.  The sea helps me to stop and consider it's creator.  :) 

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