The Best Kept Secret

I stayed in a very exclusive and expensive place this weekend named Hilton Head. I stayed on the beach and it was wonderful. Everyone around for the most part was old and rich. I got my hair done while I was there. I spent an hour finding a salon, my GPS kept telling me I had arrived at my destination and I saw nothing. I guess it really was exclusive, so exclusive I would have had to truck through trees to get there I assume, considering that was all that was around. So I finally found a place to get my hair done. Now if I didn't already know I was in a very rich place, I sure as hell found out when it came time to pay. 55$ haircut 125$ color. ouch. My bad I guess. I should've listened to my mom and not tipped her as much cuz that is really expensive and I was never going to see her again, but no, tipped her 40$ ouch. again ouch. The next day I woke up and layed out by the pool and on the beach. and now I look like a lobster. The perfect temperature outside threw me off, I usually only get burnt like that in blistering heat. Later that night I went out to eat at a fancy shmansy restaurant. It was very good, I drank a bottle of wine for free and hungout with the owners after. It was fun to hangout with younger people and locals. It seemed that everyone that comes to visit there is very rich and somewhat snobby. The people who live there (at least the ones I met) are fun outgoing people who like to surf and have a good time, not just golf and buy timeshares like all of the other people I had met.
It really is one of the best kept secrets. Hilton Head Island, look it up.