Tybee Island with my Sister: Pictures tell the story.
My last day on Tybee Island started, of course, with sunrise.
After coffee and spending some time on FB and eating cereal and so on, it was time to go bike riding with Julia. Here’s what we had planned:
Yes, intrepid bike riders, pedaling around the island.
Instead, both the bike shops were closed – it was Monday. Apparently, that’s the wrong day for bike riding.
So what could we do?
We walked to the pier, got some woman to take our picture (with the sun in our eyes and my hair all over the place.) Then we went to Fannie’s on the Beach, where we had a lovely plate of steamed oysters.
Content with that, we wandered the streets of Tybee for a while, especially Chu’s Department Store. We were tempted by the hoodies and t-shirts, admired a bowl, glanced at the fishing supplies, and thought about buying some Savannah honey.
Eventually, we decided we needed a glass of wine. Back on the street, there were so many places we could have gone – and we chose Doc’s. Julia thought it looked like a bar we knew back in the day – Hikes Point Bar and Lounge, to be exact – and indeed, it did.
It was actually much darker than the pictures. Thanks, i-phone.
We enjoyed a glass of wine, and had some conversation with the bartender. Overhearing her phone call with her 11 year old daughter had me remembering my days of motherhood in all too vivid color. And it made us laugh. The bartender was glad that I could reassure her that it does get easier. Or different anyhow.
After all that, we had worked up an appetite, so we went to find our menfolk and get dinner. Stingray’s was an easy choice for dinner – Julia and I split the seafood platter. Oh. My. Goodness.
And a good time was had by all.