This past weekend, Eric and I went on a weekend getaway to the classiest beach around. I'll let you guess: streets lined with Wings and Eagles, twenty minutes to go two miles, a gazillion hotels - most of which I would never step foot in, lots of mullets, extreme country accents, tattoos in places I shouldn't have seen, and women in bathing suits that were way...way...way too small. That's right, Myrtle Beach y'all. Despite of our lovely surroundings, our hotel was clean and nice. Since Eric travels often, he got this great deal on a weekend stay at a hotel in either Myrtle Beach, San Francisco, or Orlando. Although I would have loved to visit San Fran, we didn't have the time or extra money for plane tickets. So Myrtle it is! We had tons of fun. My mom and dad came up to Raleigh to keep our sweet girl so we could fully experience the beach. Our last beach trip wasn't too successful and was mainly spent in our room because our dear daughter hated the ocean and sand.
We played it pretty low key. Sat on the beach, people-watched (seriously the best at Myrtle), hung out on our balcony, and went out to dinner. That pretty much sums up our weekend! Oh and my legs got super burnt. Oops!
BURNT legs...Had to sit like this on day 2. Wah wah
Dinner on Saturday evening
Saturday morning it rained, but was followed by the most vibrant and beautiful double rainbow. This picture doesn't do the beauty justice. It was a full complete rainbow, but my phone wouldn't let me capture the entire thing.
Beachin' it up
We had so much fun! Thanks mom and dad for keeping our girl!