Uncle Gator's Kiawah Adventures

Man the pig was in a different part of the world, we left the Holy Spirit parking lot that was packed with cars that in my best days I could only dream about owning, and entered a parking lot where the people could only dream about owning my car. What a culture change! We got our cart and filled it with all kinds of delicious food, went to check out and did not have a piggly wiggly, discount card, but all we had to do was ask, and the check out lady let us use hers, she saved us a fortune! The shopping experience driven by the friendly nature of the people of John’s island could not have been more relaxing. It was now time to head to the condo, put the food away and spend the day enjoying the sun and sand! In less than an hour, 6 was sitting on the beach. Being the intellectually superior person, led him to some profound observations, : it was very hot, no crowds of people, you could sit down and actually see the ocean, there was at least 100 yards of undisturbed sand before you g...

If you want me to summarize part one of this trip, go back and read it. 6 dragged his butt out of bed, not to the sounds of silence, or even to birds singing in the background, but to the sound of hair dryer running. 6 woke up fell out of bed, dragged a comb cross his head, (notice 6 did not say he was combing his hair, he was actually scratching his head), found his way downstairs to grab a cup of de-calf, looking up 6 noticed that no one had yet started to pack, found the bread and grabbed the PBJ, made the samichches in seconds flat, found my way outside to grab a smoke, someone spoke and 6 went into a dream. I saw the hall way today oh boy, four thousand bags of cloths to stuff in the old truckster, and although the bags were rather small, 6 had to pack them all, now we know how many bags it takes to fill the truckster.   6 would love to fly there next year. I read the news today oh boy, about a lucky family who fit 10 tons of junk into a truckster, although the family w...