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Monday, June 16, 2014

A Very Special Vacation

We were given a very special opportunity as a Special Needs Family this past weekend. A group called Developmentally Disabled Ministries puts on a family retreat and it was at Saint Simon's Island from Thursday to Sunday. We were fortunate enough to be invited to attend. So we loaded up the van and drove to the coast.

We enjoyed a long and kind of boring drive down. The kids mostly didn't fight in the back, although at one point we had to separate Miles and Charlie, as when Miles gets bored or frustrated Charlie is his favorite target. The directions to get to Saint Simons are easy - drive to Savannah then head south down the coast.

Despite how tempting this was, we decided to forego this amazing $1 attraction.
It was only about five and a half hours, give or take, to get there, but I think the long stretch on I16 of long uninterrupted Georgia pine become mind numbing for everyone. We were exhausted by the time we got there to check in.

Not too exhausted to run to the pier though.
We arrived just in time for a beautiful sunset, and even the twins seemed relieved to be there. The warm breeze off of the Atlantic was so relaxing and wonderful. We were all excited to see what the weekend had in store for us.

As it was too late for the group dinner we went to find adventure in the village and found a really cute restaurant with the best shrimp on the island (according to some contest we cannot verify). It was, however, an amazing seafood meal. Nothing wasn't delicious - except the coleslaw, according to my husband. He found the coleslaw to be very average. Oh well, you can't be good at everything.
The sharks hanging from the ceiling were about the coolest thing the girl had ever seen. Despite being an amazing seafood restaurant, the girl chose macaroni and cheese, and oranges. I don't know where she gets it. (My mother knows exactly where she gets it.)
Even being exhausted, an amazing meal on the island, gorgeous sunset and relief at having arrived were a perfect start to our four days of adventure. I even had a cocktail at dinner just to mark the occasion.
My stomach then reminded me that it doesn't allow me to drink liquor in a riot of pain and suffering when we got back to the hotel. I lived but it was a good reminder. The delicious taste wasn't worth the pain, I assure you.

We were kind of sad to have to sleep in two rooms with no adjoining door - rather we were next door to one another. It was OK, but we were sad sleeping apart. It doesn't feel quite right when we aren't all together.

Regardless, we were on an island and excitement awaited. I couldn't wait for the next day.