Sadly, once back on US-80 after touring Fort Pulaski, the traffic jam was as bad as ever. However, after about a mile, it finally opened up after we reached Tybee Island and made the turn. A possible place to spend the night as we drove along. This place had some motels and we found the main boardwalk area, but then got lost in a maze of residential streets past the boardwalk area.
It took awhile to get out, especially with cars parked in every conceivable place. All those cars had to park somewhere. We finally found our way out of the maze, then drove along both streets of the boardwalk-type area. Good luck finding a place to park there. Wasn't going to happen.
Plus, keeping an eye out as we had, we never did see John Potter's hangout at Huck-A-Poos. We finally brought out our GPS and had our British gal, Nancy, look up Huck-A-Poos. She found it, so we went to 13th Street, but found no Huck-A-Poos. We drove around the area, but still, no Huck-A-Poos.
We then decided to leave before the traffic got heavy heading back to Savannah (if coming in was bad, leaving would have to be even worse with everyone heading out as it got dark). But, we kept an eye out for this mythical place.
--Old B-Runner
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