Myrtle Beach June 2007
Flying above somebody's camper: The beatings shall continue until morale improves
One of the entrances to the beach, clogged as usual with golf carts.
Inside the golf cart rental shed.
I'd just stepped out of arctic blast air
conditioning, into soul-sapping humidity,
so my lens was foggy. But the side of that truck says "Redneck on the
Run!"
One of the pools inside the campground.