I am writing this article from a coffee shop on the shore of Mobile Bay in Alabama. We are on vacation, an effortless hour east of our home in Gulfport, Mississippi. The kids and I are spending the month of July at a beach house, conveniently toting ourselves back and forth across the Gulf Coast as needs arise for tending. An indulgent luxury, to be sure, as we don’t have an abundance of money to throw around. 
But who needs money for a Gulf Coast vacation these days? Never one to let a good disaster go unexploited, record high vacancy rates and a mind for negotiation are this frugal traveler’s best friends. A month at a beach house? Honey, we are just short of seeing signs crying “FREE Beach House with purchase of a Large Sweet Tea!”
In other words, “Come on down, ya’ll! The water’s fine… -ish.”
Please do not let my impudent attitude offend you. This is how we get through disasters in the South... Read the rest of this post at BlogHer.
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