We made it to the beach. Myrtle Beach at one in the morning was greeted with huge noisy crowds of people on the streets and balconies, police on every corner. Around the corner, it seems a nightclub has opened, all parking lots are packed. This is because Monday is Memorial Day. Some spend the day quietly drinking Black Label at the cemetery, while others take advantage of three consecutive days off and head to the beaches and national parks. These, as reported, were officially opened this weekend.
Last night we were the only ones wearing masks. It even felt somewhat awkward. It seems they are not popular here. Social distancing? No, never heard of it. The city was buzzing to its full potential. It seems that most visitors are from places where the coronavirus has not reached seriously yet.
By the way, I’m reading “Mysteries of Sleep” by Mikhail Poluektov. On the way here, we listened to the first five lectures of “Human Behavioral Biology” by Robert Sapolsky. Highly recommend both.

