Our presentation to the principals about new attendance lines went much more smoothly than I could have imagined. The technology worked flawlessly, and the principals understood the constraints we wer under in drawing these first draft sets of plans. I better remember this feeling, because I’m sure the presentations to the board and public will not be without heated discussion.
That being accomplished, it was time to load up the car and head to Myrtle Beach for our annual EdTech conference. The drive down was uneventful. I actually made very good time and rolled into the Grand Strand at about 4:30.
I say the trip was uneventful. However, about the time I hit Conway, I could hear a familiar putatatatatatah coming through my sunroof. A sign flashed the phrase, "Watch for bikers", confirming my fears. Once again, the organizers of EdTech scheduled our conference for the same week as Biker Weekend. The festivities are supposed to start in earnest over the weekend, but many bikers were heading into town early.
My hotel room is huge – nearly the size of a small apartment. It’s amazing what you can get in the off-season for a reasonable price. I was disappointed that it wasn’t ocean front, but it does have a good ocean view. Furthermore, the enormous private balcony wraps all the way around to the street side, so I can watch the bikers come by, too.
I got settled in, then headed southward to find dinner. Just below Myrtle Beach State Park, I encountered Biker Central. There are at least two very large Harley Davidson dealerships, and each had large tents set up. A sign proclaimed the three B’s – Bikes, Babes, and Beer. I kept going.
Dinner was at Flo’s Place. I try to get here or one of the other Murrell’s Inlet seafood places at least once each Myrtle Beach Trip. Since most of my other meals are pretty much taken care of, I decided to splurge and got something called a Dunkin’ Pot. It looked massive, full of crab legs, clams, oysters, shrimp, crayfish, and sausage. However, one discards nearly75% of that mass hunting for the few tasty morsels among the shells. It wasn’t as much food as it appear, but it was still good. I finished nearly all (except the crayfish.)
Back at the hotel, I watched the bike watchers for a bit. All along Ocean Boulevard people set up lawn chairs along the street to watch the bikes go by. This happened pretty much all night.