HEY...HEY...This is FOLLY!! Slow Down!!! Folly on Saint Patrick's Day looked like first week at Myrtle Beach! There were kids overflowing every pub that was on the main street. Covered in green and beads they hollered "Cheers," sang out songs, or either sat on the curb with their head in their hands (fighting the dizziness...I'm guessing) We headed towards the beach, night was falling, but the ocean still called our name. We found a pull-off beach access and took our blanket. Chris called Sean to let him know his best friend had arrived in Charleston. And I called my brother Timothy to tell him how much I loved him. It started to get late (which is close to 7 or 8pm in our new world) so we headed back to the Walmart on John's Island. Our first Walmart stay. The street sweeper kept us up a while (I mean come on it was like 10pm...which felt like twelve to me) and the strange noises, people with loud music coming and going, the late night workers dragging pallets across the parking lot...it takes some adjusting. Vulnerability can be unnerving but its the experience that is worth it all!! We had plenty of sleep and went in Walmart the next morning for a pack of pop-tarts. Thank goodness for "Great Value."
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