Charleston

Charleston is a town that I have been wanting to visit for quite some time. The first time that I flew out to visit Fred, he booked a flight for me that had a final destination of Charleston. We have never had the time to actually go downtown and explore until this time... My flight arrived just before 3pm, and we had a good friend that volunteered to be our tour guide. :) Oh, honey bunches of oats!

Sam was waiting in the cell phone waiting parking lot well before Frederick drove up to pick me up. :) And folks, that's just the way that it goes. After pulling up next to Sam and saying our 'hello's, we followed him to his cousin's house to park Fred's car and hop into his. With Sam driving, me in the front and Fred in the back, we were off!

Sam took us over the nation's largest suspension bridge, told us a little about Mt. Pleasant, and then drove us back over the bridge... because I didn't realize that my little request was going to take us far out of the way. (Thanks, Sam!) Sam then navigated to the Battery to park, and we started off the tour next to water. :) I loved it!

We walked. We talked. We sat a little while. There were sail boats and runners and kids playing in fountains and birds and ships in the distance and colorful buildings, gorgeous homes, cute light poles, and unique people. Oh, and there were swings near the pier. Swings! I would have been content with just the three of us swinging the rest of the afternoon away as the sun set behind us, illuminating the colors in front of us in a warm hue.

 

 

 

 

 

We left and headed back to North Charleston around 8pm. We say 'good bye' to Sam and headed north to Sumter. What an afternoon! I want to do it again... and soon.