We started going there back in 1986, and have continued to do so each summer since.Each time we go there, my mind slips back to my first ever trip to the beach with my parents.. did finally get up, cussed some more, and then we all started getting ready to leave. got really mad, told us all that we all had cat kidneys, but he did pull over at the next place. decided that he would take us all to Jekyll Island. Ed Jr. We've had some great times there over the years, and, even though Will and Alison are almost grown, I still think they enjoy it just as much as they did as kids. My mother, noticing that we were both vibrating the car, demanded that Ed Jr. As he told me, "A man needs comfort during his morning constitutional, and I just couldn't relax on a toilet that so many strange butts have sat on.This pattern continued over the next seven or so hours that it took us to get over to Jekyll because of those big oranges, and the fact that Ed Jr..- Pretty soon, I'm taking my family over to Tybee Island. When he started up the car and switched it on, our breath became clouds because it got so cold.
I was ten years old when Ed Jr. And what was it like when we finally did get there? Let me quickly summarize our experiences:Ed Jr. Brother was crossing his legs and tapping his feet as well. I kid you not, three-quarter fried chicken dinners. cussed like a sailor when we did, but Brother and I figured that the earlier we got up, the earlier we'd begin traveling. I don't know for sure how many olives, three quarter fried chickens, or close-to-the-shore sharks we'll find on Tybee this year, but I'll sure smile when we finally do arrive, both for the new memories we'll be creating, and for those that continue to pass further into time.MACON,GA.As my mind now wanders back to the present, I have to smile.We'd barely gotten out of the driveway when my dad announced that he needed to fill up the car. We didn't have to be told twice, so we both ran in and grabbed two orange sodas that were twice the size of a regular soft drink. When he finished pumping the gas, we all piled back in and took off towards the Golden Isles of Georgia. Ed Jr.. stop at the next place with a bathroom.
Ed Jr.s' bedroom in order to wake him up."He swam in the ocean one evening until something with a black dorsal fin brushed up against him. He announced it to us at dinner one evening, and Brother and I got so excited that we both had to pee at exactly the same time! Our minds raced with what all we were going to do there, so, needless to say, the days passed slowly by until we finally got to the Thursday that began our adventure. remarked that we were getting maybe nine or ten miles a gallon at best with it turned on, but we didn't care. was driving a tad conservatively, averaging maybe fifty miles an hour the whole way down.He couldn't sleep good in a strange bed, and had an even harder time getting accustomed to a strange toilet.We ate breakfast and completed our bathroom duties by 7 am, so Ed Jr. I kinda get a kick out of that, if the truth be known.We'd made about ten miles when I discovered I had to pee, really, really bad. We were going to the coast cool, calm, and collected, even if it took us six hundred gallons of gas to do so. demanded that we all get in bed by nine pm, telling us that we needed to be rested up for the drive that lay in front of us. ordered three-quarter fried chicken dinners for each of us our first night in the motel restaurant.
He got mad at me when I informed a waitress that I'd never had an olive before. Because we'd bunked down so early, Brother and I woke up around five am the next morning and immediately ran into Ed Jr. Thank God. figured that we might as well begin our trip. I've wondered to this day what they did with the fourth quarter of those chickens, as there were no "one-quarter chicken dinners" listed on the menu. We all piled into our 1964 white Plymouth Valiant, whose one distinguishing feature was this huge metal air conditioning unit that was literally bolted onto the floor of the car.Our trip actually began the night before when we all went to sleep - Ed Jr. We pulled over at the next available gas station, and, while waiting, Ed Jr. At that point, he became the second man ever in history to walk on water. told Brother and I to go inside and grab ourselves a cold drink