Some friends of ours from church had asked if we wanted to go with them to Hilton Head Island for the day. So we loaded up bright and early this morning in our car with Makayla and Phillip to head to our first stop in Barnwell for some much needed home cooking at Phillip's parents house. His mom is an amazing cook, and really is just sweetest family living out in the middle of nowhere in their pretty house on the prettiest of properties. A property nestled at the end of a dusty road, no homes but their own within eyesight, backed up to the biggest pond speckled with lily pads in full bloom, with a swing bench facing towards the beautiful landscape nestled under a large oak tree. Simply beautiful.

Phillip, aka Diego, toured us around Barnwell, and gave us directions all the way down to Hilton Head as this was one of his frequent stomping grounds almost every weekend during his youth. We first went down to Caligny Park trying to find a parking space, and well we ended up having a fender bender.

Virginia drivers never look back. NEVER. Even when backing up.

Thankfully nothing too bad, but Stephen did end up with a crack on his bumper. His bumper that was imported from Japan-- so not the most easy bumper to replace or fix. Phillip knows how to lighten a situation though, and Stephen was feeling his self again pretty shortly after the incident.

Cow for President. You have our vote.

We changed into our swimsuits completely bloated from too much ice cream, and then headed to the beach to find the perfect spot to lay down our chairs and towels. While the beach was crowded, we were able to walk past most of it to a more quiet area. We swam for about 2 hours, and laid out for another hour. A few zzzzz's were caught, as the windy beach and warm air made the perfect napping environment.