A Taste of Southern Comfort part 3 of 3

 From part 2.
The next morning, my husband and I took a walk to the river before breakfast. It’s a good 15 minutes walk from the house to the river through a paved dirt road(more like sand road). The scenery was like what I have seen only in the movies when I was growing up. Dew on the green grass blades made everything look so fresh at the wide meadow. It was quiet until we reached the stables, country music faintly heard from the background. I didn’t know horses listen to music. I guess it’s for security reasons. The husband from couple who co-owns the property runs a security alarm business, so might be one of those “trick-the-crook” things. They are pretending that someone is with the horses. Someone ‘borrowed’ the deer stand without permission and left a trail of corn along the way. There was a rooster and a few hens were having their breakfast as a inquisitive cat takes it’s time checking us out. Oh, I love country life! About 15 yards into the river bank, we were chased away by huge deer flies! So we had to get out fast without seeing the mouth of the river. It’s pretty fascinating to watch the current work it’s whirls when we did see it the other time.

We made our way back to the farmhouse and after an extend breakfast, it was time to pack up and go. We could have stayed longer but we had a parents-teacher conference the next day. After saying our goodbyes, we hit the road for our long trek back.

A cup cake from Starbucks. I would like to re-create it soon. I still have the book from the library “Death by Chocolate”

Drive back to urbanity took longer than driving away. We had a pit stop for Cracker Barrel, Starbucks and gas. There were torrential rains that caused several accidents along the way. We had to ride in silence as the visibility was so poor that my husband had to concentrate more. Flow of traffic even slowed to a crawl as we approached Washington DC as there was a graffiti on one of the exits signs. I guess that’s our welcome back banner to urban living.

Can you just imagine the possibility of what these ingenious people can do if the just did something productive? I mean, it takes creativity to do the graffiti on the high exit sign. Did they climb the posts and suspend themselves to spray paint?

Overall, it was a wonderful trip of family, food and fun! If only IT jobs were available back at South Carolina, it would be great to dream about moving there. Why? Because their beach water is warmer! Then daughters can have their playdates. And the taxes are so much lower down there.