The summer of many vacations

Two weekends ago, on a Friday, two of our very best friends celebrated their birthdays in Baltimore. Melissa’s birthday and David’s birthday both fall in the month of May so we did our friendly duty and dressed up, ate good food and danced the night away.

Dinner at P.F. Chang’s was just what the doctor ordered. We drank “city champagne” (aka Baltimore city water) and Bud Light then we were off… first stop, Howl at the Moon. If you have never been to a dueling piano bar: SHAME ON YOU. Dueling pianos are my most favorite thing and when the singer broke out into Frozen, Let it go, I was beside myself. Us girls belted it at the top of our lungs and took off for our next mission… bull riding. Melissa, Sam and I took our chances on the mechanical beast and after our P.F. Chang’s and alcohol was good and mixed up we settled it with some wobbling and line dancing. It was a great time.

We came back to work for 3 days to pack up and head to Hilton Head first thing Thursday morning (or Wednesday night, depending on where 4 am falls for you). 9 hours and we had arrived! Just in time for torrential downpour. We sat at the covered beach front bar for a while and decided to conquer the elements. And there is only one thing worth looking like a wet dog for… sushi!

Friday we rented bikes out of Harbour Town and checked out Hilton Head and Sea Pines… we rode bikes along a 10 mile beach, ate ice cream, went to the wharf, golfed, rode through the forest preserve and climbed the light house. All the most dos.

Brian spent his bike ride scoping out alligators, we were all too close to one big boy.

That night we headed further south to Savannah. From Tybee Island, the beach, Wet Willie’s and Sting Ray’s…. to downtowns amazing food at Billy’s Place (seriously, best food ever), and River Street’s river front restaurants and intriguing shops. We really packed in as much in Savannah as we could. We purchased street art on River Street and came thissssssssss close to having our palms read. Brian lucked out of that one thanks to Madam Guinevere not being open on Sundays. Who would have thought… a palm reader who honors the holy day?



Billy's Place Crab Cake

Billy's Place Rib Eye

Brian’s mind was blown by the idea that you would take your drink to go into the streets and then into the next bar if you wanted to.

We spent the trip pointing out all of our favorite things, mine in Savannah and his in Hilton Head… the “where shall we retire” debate will continue but I don’t think I could pick just one part of this trip that was my favorite, it was all much needed and the perfect way to bring in the summer. Though I am sure my husband would have rather not been tie dyed in a freak sunblock incident right before summer, I like to think he wouldn’t change a thing either.