Hitting the road

To the seas again again....

The idea is that, as it's bleeding cold at home, heading for a drop of relative warmth at a South Carolina beach did seem like a good idea.  "So how do you keep busy?" everyone asks.  Well, somebody asked me once.  Now's your chance to find out.  For starters, there was the five or so hours of driving to get here.

So I loaded up the Subaru with life's essentials which experience has shown runs to the following in no particular order:-

• 2 cameras and chargers
• One guitar and some playable and "never did get the hang of this" music.
• Food that only I would consider eating from the pantry.
• Some stamps to dispose of on ebay, mostly as a junk lot
• Two coats in case one gets wet (actually my black all-weather gear and my red "personal tent")
• Medical supplies (more on them later probably)
• Kitchen equipment - decent knife, coffee filters, small saucepan (vacation rentals always have gallon saucepans) [I forgot the saucepan but there is one - just one along with 5 frying pans - here]
• Pint glass - many places think it's sophisticated to have a cupboard full of wine glasses but nothing from which to drink a beer [forgot that, too but there are several in the kitchen]
• A folding beach chair - yes, I'll sit on the deck regardless of weather and don't want to get stuck with a bill for ruining an armchair by leaving it out in the rain
• Cables - charger, video, anything to save the expense of going to Best Buy but I'll probably end up there anyway
• Three watches in need of batteries.  Currently wearing the one that has the correct digital display though it doesn't have enough battery power to move the hands.

 A general observation about other drivers - on the way here I saw few people that I wished a traffic cop on.  Indeed, I saw few traffic cops.  But Mycroft's First Rule of Arsehole Driving has now been officially formulated namely "If you see someone driving like an arsehole, there is a high probability that they are driving a pickup or a Mercedes."  Not 100% accurate, of course.  The worst driver I saw was driving a Mommy bus with a "treat me with respect as I am carrying kids" sticker in the back window.  I saw it once the driver got pissed off when I slowed down to the speed limit when they tailgated me and they finally passed me like I was standing still.  (This was on I-26 so why they didn't pass me to start with remains a mystery)