Hilton Head, South Carolina

Over the Memorial Day weekend, David and I took my grandmother on a last-minute trip to Hilton Head, S.C., to vist my aunt Karen (she’s not really my aunt, but I’ve called her that forever), who has a house in the Sea Pines neighborhood of the island.

We got in around 6 on Friday night, and had dinner with Karen and her husband Charlie, and a few other guests they had. Karen cooked dinner every night we were there — we had pork loin with mozzarella and basil the first night, some kind of chicken marinara the second, and hamburgers the last night.

On Saturday, David and I ventured out to explore the island a bit. We headed to a Mexican restaurant called La Hacienda for lunch. I had the Taco Loco; it was delicious … and huge.

After lunch, we headed to Harbour Town to explore the shops and enjoy the view.

On our last day in Hilton Head, I went with Karen and Charlie on a three-mile bike ride to the beach. It was a little windy (to say the least) because of Tropical Storm Beryl. But there were still a ton of people on beach.

The pictures of these sand sculptures show how powerful the wind was…

… and the waves were crazy.

After a two mile walk up and down the beach (and nearly getting blown away by the wind!), we got back on the bikes and made the three-mile trek back to the house.

Later, David and I headed to Mellow Mushroom and enjoyed some pizza for lunch.

It was a short, fun trip, but we missed this little guy.

Now it’s time to plan our next getaway. 🙂


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