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Swapping A Palmetto for a Peach (10/7-10/8/25)

On Tuesday afternoon, I left the sweet, fun Squeegee to check into the Four Points Marriott Hotel in Myrtle Beach to wait for Bob. He had flown to Iowa the day before for an appointment with a neurologist that had become available. Our homeowners were okay with him going. Our homeowners ended up coming home that night as well, so we chose to spend the night in a hotel as Bob was expecting to get in late.

The hotel was in an industrial area of Myrtle Beach closer to the airport.

And they apparently make room for a sleep disorders center, which is ironic as Bob has been having sleeping issues.
This was our view from the room — the Intracoastal waterway.

Today, we left Myrtle Beach about 9:30 am to head to Augusta, Georgia, for a short visit before we fly to our next housesit. Augusta is in Georgia, but on the border of South Carolina, so almost all of our almost four drive today was in South Carolina. About an hour into our drive, we started seeing signs for Sparky’s. This is a large gas station/convenience store site (a la Texas-based Buc-ee’s). They sell just about everything (hermit crabs to flip flops to fudge and fireworks) and promote their clean bathrooms.

We were unimpressed. All staff seemed barely alive. It was kitschy and not in an attractive way, and their very small bathrooms were definitely not clean. We do not recommend Sparky’s.

Points for advertising though!

Once we arrived at the Marriott Suites in Augusta and got settled, we went out into the downtown area to check out the Visitors Center, Augusta and Co. This is a combo Visitors Center and store for local goods. It even provided a bit of local history.

Looking down Broad Street (main downtown street) in the rain
A local distillery recommended by the staff at Augusta and Co.
We stopped in to get out of the rain and had a drink.
We walked back to the hotel
along the Riverwalk along the Savannah River
which separates Georgia and South Carolina.
A statue in front of the stairs to the Riverwalk
The raised Riverwalk above river height
Looking across the Savannah River
to the lovely large riverfront homes
Our first analemmatic sundial,
which tells solar time (not clock time)
when a person stands on the date line.
The shadow then points to the hour marks on the ellipsis.
An amphitheater between the raised Riverwalk and the river
right next to our hotel

Just to follow up on the results of Bob’s appointment, we learned that he is likely in the early stages of Parkinson’s disease. We’re in the process of absorbing this information (not entirely unexpected) and what that means for our immediate future.

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