At east once in every summer when I was growing up, we had to make the drive to Tybee Island and the Atlantic beach there. An unreliable car, no sun screen, a flimsy bathing suit and too many passengers seemed to promise a bad ending. This link will take you to one of the many madcap vacations I enjoyed as a kid. (https://longleafjournal.com/the-packard-dies-on-the-road-to-tybee/)