Adventures with Geannii

  Tybee Island Light house     My friend Pam, invited me  to Tybee Island with her husband and son.     Pam wasn’t feeling well, she stayed home, sending John, Calvin and I off to find breakfast. We waited in a long line. It must be good no one is leaving in any hurry. It was good. Calvin ordered this monstrosity of a burrito with some dog crap looking stuff beside it. Apparently he thought the same thing as he didn’t touch it until I asked what is that? He didn’t know, he ventured a taste. Salsa! He spread it on what was left of his burrito and acted like it was good. I had my doubts...     Pam felt better when we got back to the room.      My new sandals look sweet, and they are very comfortable. I don't wear heels of any kind. these sandals have a one inch heel clog type sole.  We have not walked anywhere thus far. I'll look good while riding in the golf cart with my new white shorts and sandals.    ...

  “You need white shorts.” Pam said as she eyed my black shirt with small white flowers and black crop pants.   This is true. We are on a beautiful Island. Woman in black does not belong here.  I went in search of white shorts. Not one pair of plain white shorts to be found in the souvenir shops. Tie dye, camouflage, flowers, swirls, $24.00 a pair. I need plain white.    The thrift store will be open Wednesday 10 am - noon. We have a short window of time to see if they might have a pair of white shorts.     We cruised to a stop in our golf cart, an elderly lady asked, “Are you going to the thrift store?”    Me:  “Why yes we are.”     Pam:  “Why don’t you have longer hours?”    Lady:  “Well, our volunteers average age is eighty-five years old. Youngest is eighty, oldest is ninety-five.     That explained a lot.      The lady at the cash register said, “We live forever here o...

    Our official first day at Tybee Island.    Get the reserved golf cart.  Yay!    “Your cart is T258.  Make sure you know your golf cart's number. You don't want to drive off in someone else's cart.”  (Sure we do, more excitement that way. oh, okay no we don't. )   “You need a map, with the No No route in red! DO NOT drive on that road! The penalty is $1,000. Only cross where there is a traffic light, all other crossings are forbidden. The driver must have a driver's license. Wear a seat belt, they will stop you to make a seat belt check and fine you for no seat belt.”    Okay just let us go already!! We got it.       Pam got behind the wheel, we take off like a... turtle on the sidewalk.    I asked “Are we supposed to be on the sidewalk?”     Pam got out, “You have a CDL you can drive!”      One does not need a Commercial Driver’s License  to drive a golf cart....

  Royal Palms Resort     We have arrived! It is dark. We’ll explore the town first thing tomorrow morning.     TV is over the sofa. (Interesting way to watch TV.)    Turquoise refrigerator, matching microwave, little sink. Our motel screams Retro!     Queen bed shares the living room, one bedroom with another queen bed, TV and a door to the bathroom. This could get quite interesting if the ones sleeping in the Livingroom need to use the facilities in the night...we’ll survive.     Number 3 son popped the sofa out into a bed, piled cushions around like his own private fort facing the tv on the wall. Out came the game console... on went the headphones. Mom said no!   We needed a driver, Calvin needed to play his game, he is on a time limit before it no longer exists. After five years playing this game, he needs to conquer the last world! Have game will travel.      The only thing we lacked in our little r...