Tuesday, July 12, 2011 | Away We Go
There’s something about summer that just screams travel. Even when I’m en route to one place or another, I’m already planning my next destination. Some are local. Some are exotic. But no matter my mood or motivation, for some reason the travel bug bites harder in the hot summer months.
Recently, I was flying from Pittsburgh home to Atlanta when, out of boredom, I started thumbing through the airline’s in-flight magazine. The feature article was “Great American Escapes,” and while most of the destinations were pretty expectable, I was surprised to see a little-known Georgia getaway make the cut.
I remember passing through St. Simons Island on a drive back from St. Augustine and was impressed with its laid-back attitude and unassuming charm. Don’t get me wrong, it’s got its share of if-you-have-to-ask-you-probably-can’t-afford-it resorts, but compared to its SC neighbors, Hilton Head and Charleston, it seems downright quaint; a place where families get away to relax rather than be seen.
This unpretentiousness, coupled with its clean, powdery beaches and pedestrian-friendly streets, is what makes Georgia’s Golden Isles (and St. Simons in particular) so appealing. Whether you’re out for a bike ride or soaking up some sun, you’re among truly carefree company, where the general consensus is that the best vacations are the ones that don’t take themselves too seriously.