We went on a last minute trip to Myrtle Beach, SC last week as a sort of “bar trip” for Jonathan. We were only there for a few days, but we packed a lot of fun and even more sun into our time.
Minutes after arrival, we went down to check out the pools at our resort. Lincoln loved riding the “boats” on the lazy river and resting on the poolside lounge chairs.
Jonathan was really excited about the beach on this trip, so we headed down there (our resort was right on the beach) on the morning of our first full day. Although he seemed to be pleased at first, it turns out Lincoln doesn’t much like the beach. Or more specifically, he’s not on board with the tide coming in. When the first wave came in unsolicited and splashed over us, Lincoln started crying and asked to go back to the room. But, ultimately, he settled for cuddling with me under the umbrella while Jonathan swam.
Lincoln, however, did love the kiddie pool at our resort. It was only a foot deep and featured a sunken pirate ship complete with water-shooting canons and water-dropping buckets and barrels. In other words, it was a two-year-old’s paradise and we spent the majority of our time in Myrtle Beach in that kiddie pool.
Lincoln could barely be persuaded to get out for a picture. Here he’s pleading to get back in.
Jonathan enjoyed some more beach time while Lincoln and I rested in the room in the afternoon. He didn’t tell me until we were about to leave (so I wouldn’t freak out), but apparently the lifeguards pulled everyone out of the water because of a shark during that time. I wasn’t too pleased when he told me, but apparently the lifeguards were pretty casual about the whole thing so it must not have been as frightening as I generally picture it.
Most of my childhood beach memories involve flying a kite, so we picked one up to see if Lincoln would also enjoy it. I am happy to report that, as long as we weren’t too close to the water and he could keep his sandals on, he did. It was incredibly easy to fly it, too, since it was pretty windy down by the water.
Myrtle Beach has a nice boardwalk area that we enjoyed walking around. There were lots of kitschy little shops, ice cream stands, and general tourist traps. We got some ice cream and listened to a band play in one area. The lead singer had a nice voice, but the band was called “The Potato Heads.” I, personally, think that may be what’s holding them back.
We tried the beach again the next day; but Lincoln kept asking for the “yellow boats” in the lazy river, and it was ridiculously windy so our umbrella kept flying away. We didn’t last long.
We spent the rest of the day in the kiddie pool. Lincoln fell asleep on a lounge chair at about 4 o’clock after playing hard all day. When he woke up an hour later he wanted to get back in, but the day was cooling off and it was time for dinner.
That evening we went to “Broadway at the Beach,” a very Downtown Disney-like experience without all the Disney stuff. When we got back, pretty late, Jonathan thought he and Lincoln should go night swimming. Lincoln thought this sounded like a great idea, but when put in to action he decided otherwise. He only lasted a few minutes on the yellow boat before he decided he’d rather be sleeping.
We waited until the last minute to check out the next day so that Jonathan and Lincoln could have the maximum amount of pool time possible. I think Lincoln might have been a little upset when he woke up at home the next day and didn’t get to put on his bathing suit and jump in the pool immediately. Maybe we can do it again next year.