Tuesday, June 11, 2013
We woke up this morning to a fun game of "I bet 70 people can't eat breakfast in a Days Inn lobby in under an hour." Luckily the golden arches were next door and some of us escaped for a nice peaceful biscuit and cup of coffee. Then it was off to Charleston and as you can tell from the pictures, it was DRESS DAY!!! Some even attempted wedges (that's shoes) on the cobblestone roads of the Charleston markets. Impressive? Ridiculous? Not exactly sure.
Once again, quality purchases were made and more seafood was eaten. Some more aggressively than others.
Then it was another lengthy ride to Atlantic Beach. We arrived in time to get warmed up, chow down on a BBQ dinner, and perform. Lack of sleep, being away from home, constantly going, and sickness finally got the best of us tonight. We had a couple kids shuffling in and out of songs as they got hot and others that didn't feel well. The bright lights and 80 degree thermostat didn't help much. If you don't see your kid in their normal place, everything is okay.
We did have more familiar faces in the crowd tonight. This stop was arranged by Daisy, Glenn Wikle's grandmother and proud she was. The Richardson family, Suzanne Ginn's daughter was also there with her kids.
Tomorrow it's off to space camp. And tonight is a first. I write to you from the driveway. That's right. Bruce and I have been sent to the yard. I remember when I was a kid thinking sleeping in the RV in the driveway at Thanksgiving was the coolest thing. Somewhere along the line it must have lost it's appeal! Good night. (and just to prepare you all, tomorrow will most likely be the final post of the tour unless I can convince someone else to take it on once I leave for my brother's wedding)
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