Stalking the BlueBell Man

While driving around Isle of Palms, SC today we came upon this truck.  You should have heard my shriek as I realized what I was seeing - a BLUE BELL TRUCK - in SOUTH CAROLINA!  That's huge to me, because, since I left Texas in 1989 Blue Bell has been expanding throughout the Southeast, and to a lesser extent, throughout the Southwest.  However, it's NEVER available where we are.  When we lived in Kings Bay, it wasn't available.  Now it is.  When we lived in Charleston (twice), it wasn't available.  Now it is.  Forget about Virginia, Washington State, Connecticut, New Hampshire or Maine.  It's definitely NOT available in any of those places.  So - to come back to a place that we'd lived before and to find a BlueBell truck delivering the goods is about as incongruous as a submarine in Lake Somerville.  In any case, I waited around til the BlueBell man came back and visited with him for awhile. It was fun to be able to tell him that I was in Brenham last Friday - in fact at the creamery!  He sent me off with an armload of ice cream sandwiches.  I kept enough for the five of us, and passed the rest out to surfers and tourists that I passed on the way.  I took note of the place where he was delivering the ice cream, and got some insight on where else it's sold in the Charleston area.  And I took a pic of the beachside ice cream shop where BlueBell reigns in South Carolina - as a reminder that it is creeping northward - albeit ever so slowly!