What's Your First Myrtle Beach Memory?

Coming to Myrtle Beach is like having your first kiss; you never forget what it's like. So tell us your first memory of visiting Myrtle Beach.

“My first memory of Myrtle Beach is coming down with my parents when I was about twelve years old and counting all the miniature golf courses. We were driving down Hwy 17 heading to Barefoot Landing and my sister and I were in the car and there were so many mini-golf courses that we started counting them. It something so simple but it still sticks in my head.”   – Elissa Jarvis

My first memory of Myrtle Beach is driving in the car and seeing all the palm trees. I couldn’t see the ocean but I knew I was right by it. I remember all the lights and sounds from the Pavilion, and the smell of corn dogs.” – Britt El-Kheddiwi

“My grandparents live in Murrells Inlet, so we drove up all the time and the first time I remember coming to Myrtle Beach I was five or six and it was snowing. “ – David Cabiness

So share your first Myrtle Beach Memory in the comments below. Tag your family and friends too if they are part of your story! We’ll pick one awesome memory to share on our Facebook wall!