Monday, June 14, 2010


what was planned as just a day at the beach turned into a blissful weekend staycation. for those of you not up-to-date on this trendy term, i've provided a definition:
Staycation: A vacation that is spent at one's home enjoying all that home and one's home environs and neighborhood have to offer.

so my sister Shannon and i made plans early in the week to go to the beach together on saturday. having beeen out-of-town six weekends in a row, i was excited to not have to pack a suitcase (or in my case....a suitcase, makeup bag, shower bag and purse and shoe options....i don't travel light. ever.) i'm pretty sure if i had tried taking lola (my car) on another road trip she would have stopped dead in her tracks, refusing to go any further the first sight of an inerstate her headlights got.

so sat. morning we set out bright and early to get a good spot on the beach. we pretty much rolled from the beach to the nearby restaurants and back to the beach all weekend. we visited our favorite Notre Dame and Chicago Bears-themed sports bar we've been going to since scrunchies and slap bracelets were en vogue and a little hole-in-the-wall cafe called Market Street where we got pita bread and tzatziki sauce. i don't know what they put in that stuff but it's basically like legal crack. SO good.

on sunday, we re-planted ourself on the beach....slimed with tan accelerator. book in hand. baking like a fried egg on the sidewalk in the summer. basically, pure bliss.

our second day we were entertained by the family of Italians that rolled in.
two words: cigarettes and chips. these people loved them some chips. in the two hours we were there, they pulled out can after can of pringles, doritos, cheetos and several other puffed bags of crunchy goodness stamped with the "Lays" logo. and then the smoking...these peeps must have to buy their cigs at Sam's Club b/c everyone smoked...from the gray-haired Uncle Luigi, to the fresh-out-of-high-school Francesca. The air around their sand-sunked umbrellas was a venerable cloud of tobacco. nevertheless, their english/italian mix was quite humorous as they talked about how they had packed their own loaves of bread and how the New Jersey housewives (who live in their hometown) were scripted to be so mean when they were actually some of the sweetest people. Before Shannon and I knew it we were a delicious shade of brown sugar and decided it was time to peel our sand-blasted selves off the towels and head home.

We ended our staycation at planet smoothie which basically makes the best smoothies on the planet (hence the name) and a dip in my pool. Every once in a while it is totally worth it to explore your own town and try new places. Planning another staycation real soon.

Coligny Beach, Hilton Head Island

1 comment:

Kayla said...

man that sounds awesome! I'd love to be anywhere near brown sugar!