My husband Mike and I have been on the hunt — “Operation ReloSouth” — for the perfect retirement location. We want to live in a less-expensive, more relaxed area of the country near water. With better weather (no snow) than what we have here in Northern New Jersey. This is our story.
Last Tuesday, my husband Mike flew home to New Jersey and work. Before he left South Carolina he encouraged me to get out and “discover the area,” “find a TD Bank,” “find the best bar & grill close to Hampton Lake,” and “see if they sell the really thin green beans that I like.” With his requests burning holes in my brain, I drove back to Hampton Lake from the Savannah/Hilton Head Airport for the third time in less than 24 hours (cancelled flight, delayed flight rescheduled due to missed connection, blah, blah, blah).
Here in South Carolina I’m completely out of my element: no family, no friends, no cats, no chores, no responsibilities. Nada. So how did I begin this interlude with myself? I walked into the quiet house, grabbed a well-worn notebook, my favorite pen and plopped into a chair on the screened patio to think. What am I going to do?
I love to explore new places so the towns of Bluffton, Hilton Head and Savannah appeared at the top of my list. Mike and I might be relocating here in a few years so I want to make sure this is the place. And the place has to have what Mike and I need to make us feel at home. I figured I’d start with the necessities: a decent food store, nail salon, book store, and bakery. Then I’d branch out and explore the beaches, town centers, and historical sites. Satisfied that I had a loose framework I hopped in Pia and started the first of many days of exploring.
P.S. I still haven’t found a TD Bank. Or the very thin green beans that Mike loves. But, hey, I still have plenty of time to find them both.