Vacation: 24 hours and locked out.
24 hours at the rental house:
We cooked some fajitas for dinner. We washed dishes. Put some cookies in the oven. We poured some wine, sat on the nice screened in patio and then got locked out of our house.
I hopped the fence. Got some scratches on my thigh. I walked to our neighbors house (on one side) and no one was home. So then, I walked to the Chu’s convenience store/Chevron gas station and made a call to the rental company…their “non-emergency” number said they would respond in 20 mins.
I saw the other neighbors (on the other side) come home and told them the situation. Nice guy, Sam, and his wife came over. Sam hopped the fence and picked our porch door lock. And now we are back inside, have some seriously burned cookies and will be leaving our beach house doors open for the rest of our stay on Tybee Island, GA.
PS - We plan to leave a bottle of wine and some cookies on our neighbors’ doorstep tomorrow. We are forever indebted to them.
Tagged as: vacation. georgia. tybee island. random. locked out.
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