Bodies By The Beach
I’ve been to Myrtle Beach twice now — two times too many. I hope I never have to go back there again. It’s one of the worst cities I’ve been too in my travels and I think Al Qaeda must use it in their recruiting materials. It’s just one long never-ending strip-mall that tries too hard to be an east-coast budget Las Vegas. And fails. The only saving grace is the Body Works exhibit was in town.
