Back From Hilton Head

Tumbling into the waves at Hilton Head, South Carolina gave me a warm sense of comfort and relaxation. Just three weeks before I had forced my feet to wade over the hard round rocks leading into the ice cold waters of the Mediterranean Sea. Once in the water my body adjusted only slightly to the frigid shock and although vigorously jumping and swimming about to keep the body temperature up - the temptation to run back to shore overcame my desire to boast of my interlude with the waters in the south of France. Flat solid sand met my soles in the Atlantic leading me into tepid salty clear water.Glorious sensation.Perfect conditions.But I shall keep it my secret. You see, thousands upon thousands of gas economy sized vehicles were taking over the highways in France the weekend we left.It was the time for school children to be out and everyone was on "holiday".All going in the same direction - south. If they find out our beaches are worth the trip, they might come. Shhhhh. Let's keep it to ourselves.