Amy Currioman

A few weeks ago Peggy (a friend of my sister’s)  went on a two week vacation to Myrtle Beach Resort.  She had made the plans a year ago, to take her hubby and daughter.  Apparently she had been looking at several different Myrtle Beach Resorts and Myrtle Beach Hotels for a few months prior to making her reservations because she wanted to make sure that she got the best value for her money.

She wanted one that was going to be convenient to the beach – in fact she wanted to not even have to cross a street to get to the beach – just walk out of the hotel and be right there.  I can understand wanting to do that; I’ve gone to the beach before and had to lug all of my stuff long distances to get there, and it really is an annoyance to have to do that.  In fact, that is one of the reasons why I don’t go to the beach – it is a huge effort to get there! 

At the last minute Peggy’s hubby decided not to go to the beach with them, claiming not to feel well.  Peggy went anyway, taking her daughter with her!  If that had been me, I would have stayed home with my hubby to take care of him and tried to reschedule my vacation.  But Peggy decided that the pull of the ocean and the need for a vacation was too strong and left hubby behind. I’ll bet that she had more fun with him staying home anyway!