Daystop Brunswick I-95
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... of my oral report, hoping that it will impress my teacher and peers, and have a positive influence on my grade.
I struggle on my French and World Literature exams, and breeze through the History and Algebra finals. It’s my turn to give a speech in my Biology class.
“My name is Elizabeth Kroupa,” I begin. “I’m new to Myrtle Beach from MI, and I’ve never given a speech before. Please ...
... walking a half mile in knee-high snow to catch the school bus,” Artiste chuckles.
“Well, you’re all going to love the sunshine and Atlantic Ocean,” Mom assures us.
“Where are we going exactly?” I ask.
“We’re going to Williamsburg, NC,” Mom says, “where it’s 30 degrees warmer than MI.”
“When are we coming back home?” I ask.
... job done – it was real ‘boys’ stuff.
When we left (really don’t enjoy Goodbyes), we headed North sticking as much as we could to the coast. We were really following the Spring and the bight greens of the new leaves plus the purple Wisteria and various coloured Azaleas were so incredible to see.
Next proper stop was Savannah (with a night in a Walmart car park in between). ...
... flight in the incredibly spacious open ampitheatre.
Once upon a time my Mother collected owl sculptures, so I've a soft spot for owls...and the Owl Wood was a real treat...there are a good 30 or 40 owls (and probably more than that) who are housed here. I was super pleased to see our Eurasian Eagle Owl here - I've had a handful of opportunities here in Hong Kong to see these enormous ...
... Jameson asked if you could get in trouble if you don't have a fishing license if the fish jump on your boat. Valid question.
I stayed up for a while after the flying fish hit me, thankful it was not a fifty pound ray, and still laughing to myself about it. After the evidence was in that it was in fact a fish, my first thought was that Aunt Eleanor had sent it. I thought it was just weird timing considering she had not crossed my mind for a while, and ...