Doing the Charleston

Greg and I took a day trip to Charleston, S.C., while Cate hung out on the beach and by the pool with Grandmom, Aunt Cassie, Uncle Zac, Uncle Kevin and cousin Milla. It was nice to get away for the day and see some sites, but, I've got to tell you, I was really ready to get home and see Cate. We have our first overnight away from her planned to celebrate on sixth anniversary in St. Louis in August.

But back to the story at hand ...

We went to Charleston. Greg got a speeding ticket on the way there, but the officer so kindly reduced it to "only 76 dollars." That's what he said. Anyway, Greg considered it his souvenir.


We went on a boat tour of the harbor. Great cities are built along the water, and when one isn't, like Lexington, I get sort of disoriented. Anyway, Charleston is a peninsula with two rivers joining to make a harbor. Then the harbor goes out into the Atlantic Ocean. Just for the sake of fun facts, Charleston also had the first daily newspaper.

I was rather obsessed with this bridge ...




From the boat, we got a fairly close view of Fort Sumter, pictured above. It was especially neat because we'd just seen Fort Jackson, one of the sites that attacked Fort Sumter, thus beginning the Civil War.

In addition to the bridge, I was visually obsessed with the houses and buildings in Charleston ...