Myrtle Beach, SC Vacation

So our vacation went well, we arrived at the airport unscathed an on time. As soon as we stepped off the plane I realized what I had done. I booked us a vacation to the 2nd hottest place compared to Hell (the first being Texas) It was 89 degrees but it felt like 104. We instantly had sweat pouring off of us! Picked up the rental car, nice little Chevy Malibu (one of the best smelling rentals I've driven in a while, normally they smell like a fat, sweaty cigarette)

Our hotel, The Landmark Resort, was a hop, skip, and a jump from the airport. It was kinda funny, when we were circling OVER the Atlantic to get lined up with our runway for landing, we could actually see our Hotel on the beach.  So the hubby checks us in, and finds out that we are sharing the resort with a Youth Convention! It felt like one of the Credit card commercials were the couple thinks they are going to sit by a nice quiet pool, only to find it filled with kids rocking out to music. As we head up to our room, we hear several people complaining about the noisy kids....GREAT! We get to the suite on the 11th floor, only to find that it has been invaded with the worst fish smell you can imagine. I'm not talking succulent grill Talapia here, I'm talking dead hooker stuffed with rotten fish. We start looking every for said smell, no such luck. We decided to turn up the AC and head out to dinner, all the while hoping the fish stuffed hooker will find her way out of our room. No such luck again, so we make a quick call down to the front desk to ask if they can send you someone to checks this room out.

The room service lady shows up and walks in proclaiming "Oh my I have never smelled anything like this before!" in the best southern accent EVER, as she sprays our room with some sort of freshener. She then says "I don't think this is going to work, We are going to have to get you another room." SCORE! after a few hours, they finally found us a suite down on the 9th floor. Thankfully, we never heard any commotion from the Youth Group on either floor.

So Wednesday, we ventured out to explore Myrtle Beach. I went to a few beach shops and made our way to Ripley's Believe it or Not Oddities Museum. MIL got about 1/4 of the way through it and said I'm going to have to go sit in the car...I just cant walk anymore. Result = pissed off husband! I think my favorite think in all the exhibits was the Cat Armour. I could so picture my girl Sophie sporting this gear while taking down my dogs! Dinner consisted of Bojangles Famous Chicken! By far the best chicken we have had in a long time. At some point my MIL is lecturing my boy on why he shouldn't hang his wet trunks over the shower rod because they are causing a water puddle. I see him look up at the ceiling, so I turn around to get on to him about being disrespectful, only to see what has made him turn his head upward. My MIL has the bottom of her shirt in one hand as she is talking to him, and low and behold her tit is hanging out the bottom of her shirt!! So I scream, "OMG put your shirt down!" Her response "Why?" To that I said " You boob is hanging out!!" I think my son is scarred for life! He will never be able to look at her again!

Thursday, we ventured out to see a Cirque show. Truly amazing performance! Le Grande Cirque is a show worth going to see if you get the chance. We were just about to leave when we heard the thunderstorm open up. It rained so hard we were completely drenched from head to toe, just from running from the door to the waiting car. The drive back to the hotel was just as eventful. There was severe street flooding and debris all over. The parking garage had fire alarms going off, and  no elevator service. Thankfully we were parked on the 4th floor and the crossover bridge was on the 3rd.  So we make it back to the room....on the 9th floor (stairs again...ugh) to find everyone outside their rooms talking about all the craziness. Apparently someone was trapped in the elevator, and a lot of the furniture around the pool was all slammed in one corner. People had abandoned a lot of belongings on the beach to get out of the storm. We spotted 2 water spots down the beach from us, that evening.

Friday, took us to Ripley's aquarium. Small but good and apparently tiring. The hubby and I went to sleep on the couch shortly after getting back to the hotel suite at like 4 in the afternoon. Finally woke up at like 8pm then took the boy to swim one last time. Just when I thought it was safe to go to sleep at 2am since we had to be down stairs to catch our taxi to the airport, DH starts snoring. OMG I think he literally was sucking in the curtains from the neighbors suite. My last resort a FEW hours of shut eye, was my handy Spa music on my Iphone. This lasted long enough for the teenagers on the beach to start throwing whole strings of black jacks in trash cans. So I'm up again after a 10min snooze. I being the kill joy that I am, called down stairs to security (Su Cur ItySuCurIty (I love saying it like that, Thank you Anjelah Johnson) walks up and talks to them, and the kids start pointing out on the beach like, "No officer it wasn't us it was those kids out there!" I pick up the phone and call downstairs again to inform the SuCurIty that the kids that just pointed them in the wrong direction, were in fact the perps. Mission complete!

Saturday morning, We headed for the airport at 4am only to sit at the airport for 2 1/2 hrs waiting on our flight. Flight was uneventful, landed and headed home.

Oh wait there's a bit more...So on the shuttle bus back to the car....The fish smell is back! OMG but this time it was dead fish covered in cheap perfume! That was the longest 20min ride EVER!

I can't wait to go on vacation next year.....Where to go....And will we take the MIL or not!

~A whole new meaning to sleeping with the fishes