Growing up my sisters and I heard about and saw pictures of our parents at the El Rancho Motel in Myrtle Beach South Carolina. They went there on their honeymoon and went again with my dad’s sister Helen and her husband Ticker. They loved it there, and we loved looking at the pictures over and over again.
It’s no longer there but a search on the internet had this to say: “The sprawling grounds included 75 air-conditioned rooms with over 250-person capacity, car shelters, outdoor grilles and room service, a meeting room, and an adjoining restaurant. The palms and pines-wooded lot also included an 18-hole putting green, shuffleboard, ping pong, and their distinctive illuminated swimming pool, measuring 90′ x 40′, with a small island in the middle with palm trees.” From that description I know why they loved it – heck I would too!
Last year and a few week ago, my husband and I spent a week in Surfside Beach, South Carolina which is just one town south of Myrtle Beach.
My mind was on planning and packing all the week before we left and we were doing a lot of weather watching and worrying whether we’d have sun or a week of rain. It was evident my father wanted me to know he was thinking about our trip too when I reached my hand up in the shower to get the soap – and put my hand on a dime! In the shower! Boy that was weird….
We broke the trip down there into two days this time so we wouldn’t be burnt out and stopped in La Plata MD which is about halfway. It was a Best Western and I have a membership card. I stuck my hand in my pocketbook to get my card holder and came up with a dime STUCK to my card holder!
I said “Daddy you are tricky! I know you’re with us!”
Once we got there we spent a lot of time on the balcony of the condo where we were on the 3rd floor. It was relaxing looking at the water or just listening to the sound while reading our books. While sitting there one day I heard a very familiar bird sound…..
Sure enough – there’s a cardinal sitting there saying hello. He showed himself during the week and finally, on the last day of our visit while I was sitting on the couch, I looking up and he was was fluttering around at our balcony rail! He sat for a second and then flew off.
I can hear my father saying “That was a good time Nanc – I’m glad you had fun”.