TYBEE HAPPY IS T'BEE HAPPY

Tybee happy is T'bee happy and what made us 'bee happy yesteryear still makes us 'bee happy this year.

A few vacations ago my sister Mary flew into Savannah, Georgia, where we picked her up at the airport and scuttled her off to Tybee Island to our Royal Palm Motel room.  It was so in need of remodel that our feet were constantly black from the carpet.  

The next few years, in a state of flux, the motel didn't rent rooms.  Last year and this, we had lovely rooms outfitted in retro teal.  And no black feet.  Wonderful.  

Though it was complete with teal fridge and microwave, teal handled broom and dustpan, and teal coffee maker, it wasn't quite sufficient.  Calvin had to have a bigger coffee maker, LOL.  That's our double mug espresso every morning son!  Off to T. S. Chu's department store we went.  They claim to have everything.  Though they're no Wal-Mart, their inventory was respectable and supplied all needs for tourism and especially swimming.  They even had a flirty babe trying to catch Calvin's eye.  We absolutely got a bigger coffee maker!

T. S. Chu's was our second favorite store.  Our very favorite store was Christy's.  But I'll save that for next year.    This year we're discussing our favorites that make us Tybee happy.

Another favorite is the Sundae Cafe.  We've been there before on several vacations.  At a round table we'd been seated far left, corner crowded, so when the hostess appeared I said, "Our usual, please." 

And we are pleased.  The first year Spencer had the grouper.  This year Calvin had the grouper.   Always with the grouper.  Delicious.  

It's also customary to have the female of our group pose with Captain Morgan.  He is the epitome of the sea!  Quite the pirate, quite imposing in height, and quite ruggedly handsome.  The souvenir shop's female cashiers in their bikinis wheel out this statue figure of a man when the doors open and wheel him in when the doors close.  He depicts the daring debonair of a devilish man!  One of our co-vacationers posed with her head tilted on his black shoulder.  Another stood at his side.  But our Jeani, just as rakish as he, placed herself right in his arms!  "Aye, lassie, but ya be shivering' me timbers!"

One more favorite that makes us Tybee happy is the Tybean Coffee Bar.  It's at Tybee Oaks, "a collection of funky one of a kind local shops right off highway 80" - - cottages in beach colors.  There's Tipsy Mermaid Art, Seaside Sisters, and Inferno, a hot sauce emporium.  But we, not once but twice, and lastly before turning in our golf cart, had to make a detour to the coffee bar.   Oh my, the friendly guy made mine perfect - - weak, sweet, and tepid, with a good dose of peppermint.  Ah, the sweetness, the histamine, the caffeine, the lingering coolness of mint!  Happy!

Tybee happy is T'bee happy!  Next year, we must return.