Now that the kayak tour was done, we were back on our mission to get Judy's tax form updated. (If you recall, the Disney resort had no business center or any way for us to print something from the internet.) With GPS/smartphone assistance we easily found the public library on the north end of the island.
The Dewey Decimal System, what a scam that was. Boy, that Dewey guy really cleaned up on that deal.
Anyway, after we walked past all of the people sitting around reading the newspaper attached to huge wooden sticks, we got Judy onto one of their public computers. It cost $2 to get on, which Judy handed over and started locating the form she needed. She printed out two pages and I went to pay her twenty-cent fee for the printouts. The lady working the desk wasn't very happy that the smallest bill I had was a $20, but hey, I was on vacation; this was from the cash I got from the ATM before heading out. I was afraid that our case would be turned over to the library investigation officer, Mr. Bookman. You know, the one who'd say: "Yeah '71. That was my first year on the job. Bad year for libraries. Bad year for America. Hippies burning library cards, Abby Hoffman telling everybody to steal books. I don't judge a man by the length of his hair or the kind of music he listens to. Rock was never my bag. But you put on a pair of shoes when you walk into the Hilton Head Public Library, fella." Fortunately for me though, they were able to make change for me after she coordinated with the main checkout desk.
From there, we stopped at CVS to get an insulated bag. It killed us to have to buy another insulated bag, since we've got like half a dozen of them lying around at home. But we didn't bring any of them because our newly-purchased Costco beach chairs had them built-in. And of course, now you know from an earlier chapter, that our beach plan for the rest of the week consisted of rented chairs and umbrella rather than our own beach chairs.
By the time we got back, it was lunchtime, and we fixed ourselves plates of leftover Bullies barbecue, asparagus, chicken, and some cut up pineapple.
But...also occurring in that picture is that Judy is googling one of the ingredients from the jerk seasoning (at the top of the picture), which she suspected had affected her Hufflepuff-like constitution the evening before. Sure enough, "autolyzed yeast extract" is apparently a natural ingredient that is used like MSG, and like MSG, may affect people who are sensitive to it. So, right after that picture was taken, we swapped her chicken for some of my Bullies BBQ. And now she has another ingredient to keep an eye out for.
Oh, and I gave the seasoning to someone at work after we got back home. I was imagining how that exchange would go: "Hey, would you like this seasoning? It made Judy sick...and I'd like you to have it!"
One plus to finishing off some of the barbecue items is that now we had some containers. So there's another good reason to get Bullies on your way in to the resort – you can always use extra containers in the suite kitchen.
Then we biked to the beach, set down our stuff at our chairs and went right into the ocean. It wasn't quite as calm as it was the day before. (But I like that I can just say "we biked to the beach". No drama, no story for the trip report!)
We tried to recapture our Water Selfie, lost the day before, but I don't like this one nearly as well as the one that got away.
I tried to get a half-underwater wave-capture kind of thing, but got mostly wave.
"Are you taking a picture of me?"
Then as we walked out, we felt some raindrops. By the time we got to our chairs it was coming down pretty well. Or at least I think that "well" is the right term. But I can tell you that it isn't a great thing to happen on a beach day.
We hunkered under our umbrella and sat out the rain for about 20 minutes. It was a warm day, but with the rain we felt a little cold. We had to put our towels around us to keep dry where the rain was trying to blow in.
But at least the rain helped clear-out some of the beach-goers, whose hearts weren't really into it. And soon we were back to sun. A few newbies with good timing showed up to take the places of those who'd left.
I don't think that we went into the water quite as much on this day as we did on others, but we took a long walk along the beach. Then we came back to the chairs and just relaxed.
We went up to the Beach House around 2:30 or 3:00. We found some chairs in about the same spot as the day before and I said to Judy, "I'll be right back!" And I walked over to Signals for some very important business. One minor aspect of which was to get some inside pictures for you.
The drink station is on the far wall there. There looks to be a lot of unused space in here...I wonder if they move tables in here in the off-season?
Then of course, I was able to make up for my big fiasco from the previous day and I delivered Judy a Dole Whip, which she did not know would be available here. She was in heaven.
I Instagrammed a picture similar to this (a little more heavily filtered), and said "sorry that it's partially melted, partially eaten." I couldn't wait to taste it!
Soooo good.
We rode back to the resort around 4 o'clock. We thought that we might go to the pool, but the skies looked threatening and it was rumbling. Or maybe I had gas. Truth be told, probably both. Judy went and filled our mugs, returned "Frozen", and exchanged for fresh beach towels. I think she must have taken this picture of a bird while going back and forth to the pool area.
After she got back, we wrote our postcards and I walked them down to the Front Desk to mail. Shadow was behind the counter and I snapped a picture with my cellphone, since it was my first Shadow-sighting.
Judy worked on cooking herself some chicken that didn't have autolyzed yeast extract all over it and I went out on the balcony with my camera. I thought that this bird on some rocks below me was kind of interesting.
Dinner tonight was a meatball sandwich for me, the last of the asparagus, some cheese, and chicken for Judy. I had some red wine to accompany the meatball sandwich and Judy had the last of the Conundrum to go along with her chicken.
After dinner, Judy read while I caught up on trip notes. Then we happened to see Anniversary wishes to us go by on the TV’s resort channel. I waited for them to cycle around again so that I could get a picture of it.
And then it rained, pretty hard. There were flash flood warnings coming across on the TV. I went out onto the balcony to get some pictures.
The marsh.
The resort across the water.
I know that it's kind of hard to get a sense of the rain from those pictures, but I think this one helps, where you can see the raindrops bouncing off the roof at the end of our balcony.
So that it was it for another day at Hilton Head. Just one of those nights when it's nasty outside, but it feels all nice and cozy to be inside listening to it.
Sometimes, I like them best.
Up next: Bike to the Beach House video, Take 1
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). You can see how thrilled he was with this from his big smile.
Good to see you again. Yes, this was such a different trip than our usual 
Just saying.
The kayak tour was really nice.
and "Pop" was a bus driver as a profession full time! Your parents look SO CUTE TOGETHER
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They must be painting them for other women, I guess?
It's always nice to be recognized and i'm sure he was very grateful and honored! 
