Port A or Bust

Let me tell you a little bit about the time we decided to camp on the beach. Early Saturday morning, Lou, Michaela (M), and myself loaded up in to Lou’s jeep (Lou driving, M navigating and me sleeping in the back) and headed south for Port A to camp on the beach! We had an ice chest full of food/booze, blankets, towels, a tent, cute little lantern, floaties…what else could we possible need? Well let me tell you…

About 30ish minutes out of our camp site we stopped at IHOP for a decent breakfast (good move, highly recommend) since we just had a lot of “snacky” things for the next 24 hours. Once we finished a good breakfast and got coffee to go (well I did) we drove some more and after only 2 trips (up and down) the beach we found a place to park the jeep and set up a tent…home sweet home.

We set the tent up in less than 30mins without any issues (pros). We put out our welcome mat…changed into our swimsuits, applied sunscreen (kinda), blew up the floaties, made a drink and took off on a walk down the beach! It was a little cloudy which means it wasn’t blazing hot, but it also meant that the sun was going to roast us…and it did. After a trip or two up and down the beach we returned to our tent for snacks, uno and a nap.

We woke and realized how bad we smelled so we walked to the OUTDOOR showers (like no walls) to rinse off and attempt to smell better. We walked backed to the tent and put on real clothes because we were told we HAD to go to Bernie’s. After a quick “photoshoot” on the beach, we took off on our mile walk to this place.

We arrived at Bernies and it was dead. This was suppose to be “the place” but it was DEAD inside. So we came up with some quarters and started attempting to play pool (which reminded me how HORRIBLE I am) with a bunch of random people, some were locals and some were from out of town. We did meet a really nice guy named Chuck who had far greater beliefs in our pool playing potential abilities than we did. He might have a different opinion after a few games.

After a few games of pool, we turned around and the place was starting to get PACKED…including the dance floor! So of course we headed in that direction and proceeded to dance our TAILS OFF with all kinds of people to all kinds of music. The place was a good enough size where if us gals got separated from each other, it wasn’t long till we found each other again. We met a lot of really fun people and had a BLAST.

When they kicked everyone out due to closing (not our dancing abilities) and reality kicked in that we had a mile walk back to our camp site that didn’t have an address that we could put in google maps (dropping a pin would have been a great idea, too late). We must have looked really lost (we were) because after a few mins of wandering down the street a golf cart pulled up with some folks we had met earlier and even with our bad directions they managed to get us back to our tent. After lots of laughs on the beach and going to see God (inside joke), we crawled in the tent to go to sleep at an ungodly hour (it was before the sun came up). This is where an air mattress/sleeping pad or 2 would have come in hand, but noooooo we were going to camp ON the beach so that was left off the packing list….but next time that along with more blankets will be at the top.

We woke around 8:30am and could barley move…I’m too old to be sleeping on sand. We packed up everything…SO. MUCH. SAND…loaded everything in the jeep and went in search of breakfast (Cracker Barrel) and drove home. Would I do it again? ABSOLUTELY, especially with those ladies.

THINGS I’M GLAD I HAD:

Tent
Food
Speaker
Drinks (including water)