Monday 9 July 2012

To the Piggly Wiggly and Back

Today was our first day but there was one important task to complete: grocery shopping. We just had to grit our teeth and get in the car. We travelled to the Piggly Wiggly in Port St Joe. That's really the name of the supermarket (familiar to me from reading The Help but I was still amazed it existed)

The heat was still severe and it was a long walk across the car park. We bought so much stuff, much of which was frozen, so it was a comical rush to get the bags into the chilly embrace of the car's air-conditioning.

On the return journey we stopped at the local store for beer (the Piggly Wiggly does not sell but even if it did it the trolley was full). The young cashier gave me the greatest honor by asking for ID. I finally look under forty! He probably just had the over-zealousness of youth and he was visibly amazed by the holograms on my NY ID.

The afternoon was a more pleasant affair, spent entirely in the pool. The house is ready and tomorrow will be the first proper day.