Arriving at Hilton Head

Yesterday, I left Freindsville and headed down to road through Atlanta to Hilton Head, about a seven hour drive. Just as I left the Watters' house, I saw a deer standing by the road. When he saw me, he took off, only to have all the neighborhood dogs fast on his trail.

As I headed onto the Freeway, there was very little traffic until I hit Atlanta. Atlanta is like Seattle, you have to go right through the heart of the city, and it was the first time since leaving San Jose, that I had to truly contend with TRAFFIC. Until now on this road trip, I have been sharing the road with a few other cars and lots of long distance truckers....but spread out. In Atlanta, even though it was Sunday, it was crowded, and people were darting in-and-out in the midst of several highways coming together, and multiple lane changes. I was glad when it was done.

Eventually though, I made it into South Carolina and onto Hilton Head. Once again, Liam brought me right up to the Newton's front door. I was very happy to be here and be in the company of people who made me feel so welcome. Joe and Shirley Newton, who I knew in San Jose, recently moved to Hilton Head and have a lovely home on a quiet lagoon. After hugs, and the unloading on the car, we headed out to a nearby beach and walk along chatting happily.

Today, we got up and went to a near-by church for a very pleasant service, then home for a quiet lunch. We are about to go to a beach we heard about, one with plenty of shells etc. so more later.