PirateLand

We got our first full dose of real RV "camping" a few weeks ago.  Josh and I had heard about an RV campground just south of Myrtle Beach and wanted to check it out.  Luckily, they had a few spots left.  We rolled into PirateLand and the boys were in heaven.  I wasn't sure at first....it looked like a third world country, dirt roads, RV packed in all over and rednecks galore.  Then I noticed the huge pool, indoor pool, water park, lazy river, arcade, bike riding, and our site was a few blocks from the ocean.  I felt comfortable letting the boys ride their bikes all over.  We even sent them to the camp store to grab a few things.  They were so excited about that "grown up" adventure.  While I don't really consider it camping, we did have a great time hanging at the RV campground.

Our site, in all its glory

Grady heading to the beach

Seriously, he looks the part of a little surfer

Emma wasn't sure about the waves but loved playing in the sand

Myles was a good sport and played with her

Grady didn't get out of the water and actually caught a few waves

I mentioned the arcade.  The boys begged to come here every night.  Myles was so excited that he forgot to take his helmet off.

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Pool time

Water park

Emma much preferred the pool to the ocean

While they stayed up late every night, they slept in every morning.

Third world

What we didn't know was that everyone at the campground had a golf cart.  AND every night there was a golf cart parade.  The boys pestered us to rent one so the last day we caved.

One must always decorate the golf cart to be in the parade.  We looked around the camper for some decoration and guess what I found?! A box of decorations from our wedding.  Our wedding was the day after Cinco De Mayo so we had a party with that theme.  I had stored the decorations in the RV.  They came in handy and the South of the Border Scalas hit the road.

Crusin

A view of the campground

Josh found a Maryland crab restaurant which we tried out. Other than leaving to get some seafood, we pretty much stayed at the campground.  There was so much to do it was pointless to leave.