I just got back from the outer banks of North Carolina. I stayed about a half mile from the Cape Hatteras lighthouse. I go to the outer banks usually once a year.
It was about a 12 hour drive to get there- normally I like to scan the AM radio dial to hear odd preachers, and this trip had plenty to offer. I heard lots of stuff on end times. The highlight was some woman who claimed to be a medical doctor turned minister crying and pleading for people not to take the mark of the beast. She also said we should pray to be visited by one of the 24 elders mentioned in Revelation.
I also like to do "church spotting."Driving down, we took the scenic route. My favorite church spotting was a one called, "The Apocalyptic Tabernacle." I didn't see any Reformed churches.
I also watched Joyce Meyer every morning.
I'm not sure why, but I tend to do things like this on vacation. I figure, while in the south, I might as well try to fit in. I probably still looked like an arrogant yankee to everyone whom I came in contact with.