Day 1 Headed to Tybee Island


Day 1 Gatlinburg TN


    Pam, my pen pal of many years invited me to go to Tybee Island GA with her husband John, and their #3 son. (My son’s age) We’ve met a couple of times over the years.  This could be a real adventure... or a real disaster. Only time will tell.

     We threw  all our bags into the back of a pickup, the Tonneau cover had blown off previously. Our stuff had better hang on for the ride.  John brought along trash bags in case it rains.  

   Loaded up and ready to roll.  #3 son was behind the steering wheel. John was riding shotgun. John said, “I’ll be the back seat bellyacher.” Shouldn’t he be riding in the back seat? Just sayin’.

   Not to be mistaken for anything other than what I am, a tag along. I chimed in “I’m the professional tourist.” I bear no responsibility on this trip. I'm not the planner, or the driver.  I'm along for the ride wherever we may land.

   Pam rolled her eyes. #3 son grinned.

   Seven hours later we made it to our first stop. Gatlinburg TN. We checked into our motel. Right on the strip. We can see everything going on in town. 

   The Black Bear Inn right on the strip, we sat on the balcony and watched the tourists pass by. Lights, camera, action. So far... all is great!!

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