I've been in a shopper's heaven since leaving home. There were great outlets in Atlantic City, and then great shopping in Fredericksburg, Virginia. And I haven't even mentioned JR's. It's a spot at Exit 97 off the I-95 through North Carolina. It can only be compared to a Mardens on steroids. But be prepared to leave there feeling depressed. There's a sign posted on the door that anyone looking younger than 40 will be asked for identification when purchasing liquor or tobacco. So, when I'm checking out with my 3 little daiquiris I tell the cashier "I've got ID here, cause I saw the sign so I know that anyone who looks under 40 will be asked for ID". Her reply..."that's interesting"...but she didn't want to see the ID. And then, to add insult to injury, when Kier stepped up with his bottle of wine, the cashier says...you guessed it...."Do you have any identification?". Maybe it's time to go back on the bottle....the dye bottle that is!!
Shopping here in Myrtle Beach is certainly plentiful, too. There are outlet malls, Kohl's stores and our all time favourite, Ross Dress for Less. It's the best. I think that's where we're off to until our tee time after lunch.
WHAT I LEARNED SO FAR ON THIS TRIP: When you've got a Cadillac, it's hard to be happy in a junker. My treadmill is the best....as far as treadmills go. It does everything but run for you. So imagine my disappointment when I went to use the fitness room and found the treadmill to be inferior to what I have at home. You'd think these facilities would have the best...but I guess with the ocean at your doorstep, most people opt to run outside...but not me...I don't want to get a mile or so down the beach and be too tired to make it back. Ya just never know!!
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