Despite the fact that I had gotten back from Spring Break all of...four days beforehand, I decided to hop back in the car and head down to North Myrtle Beach last weekend. (This was also a convenient excuse to not unpack my bags from Spring Break. Can we say efficiency?)
North Myrtle is more of a uh, family-oriented area. And by "family oriented", I mean "retirement community". They were also having a shag (as in the dance) convention during our stay, increasing the number of geriatrics to approximately 1,789,381.
|Nothing like an empty dance floor to really let loose.|
Saturday, we battled partly cloudy skies but were all too stubborn to go in until the thunder rolled and the heavens opened up. (We used this as an excuse to head to the j.crew outlet...ka-ching!)
Afterwards, we were sunburnt, tired, and out of money thanks to all those outlet bargains. The dreary weather was just the excuse we needed to bundle up, drink beer-garitas, and have girl talk
until we went to bed at 11 long into the night.
Despite my initial reservations about trying to save more money, my financial calculations went a little something like this:
Two tanks of gas to get there and back? $75.00.
One sweep through the j. crew outlet with my teacher discount? $41.82.
Spending a weekend not thinking about teaching? Literally priceless.