I could start this post for Unknown Mami’s Sundays in My City by saying that what I’m about to share is neither “mine” nor a “city.” But that would be too easy, and wouldn’t explain things very well.
Once or twice I may have mentioned that Myrtle Beach is a different kind of place to live. The general area, defined by the Atlantic to the east, and the Intracoastal Waterway to the west, is shaped like a long thin rectangle. Many know this geographic rectangle, which starts to the north with Little River and runs 60 miles south to Pawleys Island by the name, “The Grand Strand.”
For the first few years we lived on The Grand Strand, with the exception of Dave’s work, our lives stopped at the Waterway. Rarely did we venture across. Access has improved significantly in recent years with several new major roads making all of Horry County more accessible. (When I first saw the name, “Horry,” I couldn’t believe it either. You’ll be glad to know that it’s pronounced, “Ore-EE.”)
The county seat of Horry, the charming town of Conway, is located only 15 miles inland. The town is easier to reach than most of the Grand Strand’s beach communities. We often find ourselves there for the cute shops, great restaurants and most recently, the large library. I love it because its details are so different than what I’m surrounded by everyday.