South Carolina Stole My Heart

I don’t want to go home.

This has never happened to me before.

I travel a lot for work, I love going new places and meeting new people.

I’ve enjoyed all the places I’ve been.

I particularly loved Amsterdam.

Some of the places I can imagine myself living in, in a kind of abstract, never-gonna-happen way.

South Carolina changed all that.

By the end of the week I was completely in love with the place.

I called my favourite cab company (Beach Boy Transportation, I recommend them!) the night before my departure to book a trip to the airport in the morning.

Hanging up, there was a strange lump in my throat.

Don’t be ridiculous, I thought to myself, standing outside my room watching the sunset. You’re not the emotional type.


I woke up this morning to my final Myrtle Beach sunrise of this trip.

Packed my stuff, went downstairs, checked out.

The cab driver drew up.

On the way to the airport, we passed the palm trees, under the beautiful clear skies.

I told him the same conference is happening next year; that I’m going to try to come back for it.

“Maybe I’ll see you next year,” I told him, smiling.

“Good lord willing and the creek don’t rise, I’ll be here” he replied.

And there went the damn emotions again.

I’ve never become so attached to a place so quickly.

I’m definitely going to have to come back next year.


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