the north end back to the south end. It’s not that bad. Especially when you are making better time than the people sitting in traffic. This is a doozy, I was asked to deliver a pizza from a south end location to somewhere on Jones. At the time it was totally possible to make it happen. My driver went in the pizza place to pick up the pizza - no pizza under that name. I called the customer back for them to handle the location of their pizza. Of course it was at the north end location. This all happened before the traffic jam. I told the driver to swing by, grab the pizza, and pick up a couple and head south. Thirty minutes later I called my driver for another pick up. He was still standing in line at the pizza place. Forget that flipping pizza and abort mission! Calls were stacking up and now I was running behind. Dispatch was losing it. The young lady that called for the pizza called back about an hour later looking for her pizza. Poor thing. I dropped the f bomb about 20 times explaining about her pizza and that she would not be eating pizza tonight delivered by Breezy. Next time call first to make sure we can make deliveries on holiday weekends. Remember folks, when the island is at its busiest and traffic is all jacked up, things take longer than normal. I tell people that driving in this mess, avoiding bikes, golf carts, skate boarders, and bicycles is like a real life game of Frogger except there isn’t a reset button. Always assume there is a road block. Never drink and drive. Go Breezy! What It’s Really Like To Live Here TYBEE BEACHCOMBER | AUG 2017 17 By Micheal Elliott Almost as soon as moving to Tybee Island, most quickly forget why we came. We get caught up in becoming a part of what it’s like to be here ... permanently. The first thing noticed is other people permanently live here too and it’s a bit of a shock! After all it is easy to believe everyone on this island is only visiting based on the number of day trippers, hotel dwellers and the incredibly large volume of people in weekly vacation rentals (so they can pretend like they live here in weekly increments). Each shells out big bucks and it’s easy to believe after shooting their wad to visit for the day/night/week, they’re flat broke and have to go back home to plan a yard sale. Reality is, yard sales and other personal income generating ideas easily finance tens of thousands of people to overrun ... er, I mean VISIT Tybee for the day/night/week and this is GOOD NEWS! Of course with the cost of Flood Insurance and Property taxes there’s plenty of yard sales on island too! That’s one of the first things permanent residents of Tybee learn but the cost of Paradise is worth it so we find a place to cop a squat on this clump of sand and call it home. Then we drive off island to buy all the things we need to live here! Walmart, Ace Hardware, Home Depot, Publix, Kroger and every fast food restaurant you’ll crave is off island, so to live on island you have to leave to get the things you need to stay. This means consistent navigation of the Tybee Road which is a beautiful drive unless you’re staring at the tail lights in front of you. Residents are in a hurry to get off and on island as fast as possible while everyone else is enthralled by sheer beauty driving through the marshes, past the Fort and the American Flag flying from the drift wood it’s been nailed to for more than three decades. The islanders push the speed limits while everyone else slows down to appreciate the views of the shrimp boats from the top of the Lazaretto Creek Bridge. So permanent residents fight for an expressway being built while everyone else is fine with the beauty of the drive. The truth is Islanders don’t hate the Tybee Road, they just hate anyone else who’s on it. The exception to have to leave the island for the things you must have to live here is the meat market at the Tybee Market and the fresh Seafood at the docks. You can’t find better for the price anywhere so ... no reason to go anywhere else to get it. There are lots of distractions from leaving the island though, with politics at the top of the list! Half of us who live here LOVE island politics to the point of diabolical obsession, while the rest can care less. The issues on the island are simple ... protect locals from everyone else who visits ... because Forever Tybee has been this way. Within nanoseconds of moving on island, you’re solicited to be one of us and one of them. Those who don’t succumb to political involvement go the Bars, listen to Live music, orchestrate fantastic fund raisers for neighbors having a hard time and find any excuse for a good time! There are lots of Bars on Tybee and they drive the economy, culture, social morays and vibe on the island. In days gone by, the groups were a coalition with most political meetings occurring in Bars but, alas, Tybee has embraced segregation and this is no longer the case as the two find themselves increasingly at odds. In no time at all, permanent Tybee Island residents find themselves living in a vicious circle of (1) dodging the massive throngs of people visiting; (2) pricing Flood insurance; (3) recovering from the shock of your property tax increase; (4) cursing while driving off island at the car in front doing 40 Miles Per Hour in a 55 zone; (5) Trying to contain extreme road rage driving back on island at 300 cars who have no idea how to merge; (6) Thanking God for Matt at the Meat Department and J.B. for catching the Shrimp; (7) Attending the gazillion political meetings taking place each week to prove you really care about the island; (7) Enjoying life on the island with your friends in the Bars. There are churches on the island though none are immune to the above issues and are not a sanctuary from them either. They are great though, in that dress codes are pretty lax and one actually meets in a Bar. If you’re lucky and haven’t been so overwhelmed by the intensity of everything, you’ve either fled the craziness of Tybee life or remembered what brought you here in the first place. The humble feeling of your feet sinking in the wet sand while staring at the majesty of the Ocean, inhaling the wet salty air and watching Dolphins smile as Seagulls sing Hymns ... Meeting friends to share cocktails while watching the sunset at Alley 3 before deciding what’s for dinner... Reclaiming the romantic thrills of making love in the sand dunes... Watching the sun bubble out of the Ocean while God’s finger paints the sky.
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