BEAUFORT, SC -- I dropped my bag and ran. Full-tilt, joyous, over the hard-packed sand and into the smooth cold surf, where I grinned as the salt water licked my legs.
It didn’t matter that gray clouds oppressed the damp, 60-degree day; I was in South Carolina with my best friend, on a weekend as unfettered as the Atlantic Ocean in front of me. I felt free. Like I had escaped the everyday tug-of-war of wife-editor-daughter-mom to be simply myself.
Vacation can do that. Vacation at the end of a seemingly interminable winter, in a stirring spot in the south, with a girl who has known you since you curled your bangs? That can restore your soul.
My best friend Kelly and I have been adventuring since college, hitting up Charleston, S.C., Savannah, Ga., and Asheville, N.C., among other locales. But this was our first trip since I was pregnant with my now-3-year-old. I desperately wanted a break.
So we went to Beaufort, crowned Happiest Seaside Town in America by Coastal Living magazine.
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