Memories of September, 2009.
Tybee Island, Georgia.
My favorite part of the trip was spending time with my family. I don't often have a chance to connect with those few souls who actually share a familial relationship with me. It was very nice to be able to unwind and enjoy the beach with people that I dearly love.
We ate fresh shrimp nearly every day -- delicious! -- and I pigged out on my favorite cuisine in the world, southern soul food.
I spent copious amounts of time at the beach, mostly observing the wildlife (especially the birds), and marveling at the ever changing nature of the ocean.
I watched people fly their kites, giant shipping boats roll by the shoreline, and the faint, twinkling lights of ships far out at sea.
A lovely day was spent in Savannah, Georgia with my mother. We sauntered through the historic section and meandered along the waterfront, stopping at practically every touristy shop there was. I cracked jokes about all the Paula Deen cooking products, while my mom attempted to find t-shirts that weren't completely tacky. My jokes were terrible and my mom couldn't find a decent t-shirt to save her life, but we had fun anyway.
I never did find Flannery O'Connor's childhood home, but it was nice to know she had once walked the same Savannah streets.
I drank some kind of god awful liquor concoction out of a coconut, and fed some scrawny looking alligators. Of course, when I re-told the story to my friends, I left out the part about how small the 'gators were, and did my best to sound like a brave expert used to dealings with vicious slithering beasts.
Everyone complained about the heat, but made no secret about basking in all the sunshine.
I got a sunburn for the first time in about five years, but didn't care. I was tan, warm and filled with the senseless calm that the beach always gives me.
Tybee Island and Savannah -- one of my favorite memories of 2009.
All of the photographs were taken by me and may not be used without permission!
Tybee Island, Georgia.
My favorite part of the trip was spending time with my family. I don't often have a chance to connect with those few souls who actually share a familial relationship with me. It was very nice to be able to unwind and enjoy the beach with people that I dearly love.
We ate fresh shrimp nearly every day -- delicious! -- and I pigged out on my favorite cuisine in the world, southern soul food.
I spent copious amounts of time at the beach, mostly observing the wildlife (especially the birds), and marveling at the ever changing nature of the ocean.
I watched people fly their kites, giant shipping boats roll by the shoreline, and the faint, twinkling lights of ships far out at sea.
A lovely day was spent in Savannah, Georgia with my mother. We sauntered through the historic section and meandered along the waterfront, stopping at practically every touristy shop there was. I cracked jokes about all the Paula Deen cooking products, while my mom attempted to find t-shirts that weren't completely tacky. My jokes were terrible and my mom couldn't find a decent t-shirt to save her life, but we had fun anyway.
I never did find Flannery O'Connor's childhood home, but it was nice to know she had once walked the same Savannah streets.
I drank some kind of god awful liquor concoction out of a coconut, and fed some scrawny looking alligators. Of course, when I re-told the story to my friends, I left out the part about how small the 'gators were, and did my best to sound like a brave expert used to dealings with vicious slithering beasts.
Everyone complained about the heat, but made no secret about basking in all the sunshine.
I got a sunburn for the first time in about five years, but didn't care. I was tan, warm and filled with the senseless calm that the beach always gives me.
Tybee Island and Savannah -- one of my favorite memories of 2009.
All of the photographs were taken by me and may not be used without permission!
