…another whirlwind weekend, this time with a bit more sightseeing, celebrating and beach..and less driving.
It was Charleston this time. Quickly:
Shem Creek Park, which was a fun late morning jaunt, mostly spent tracking down crabs. Kayaking was promised for next time.
Charles Towne Landing – a state park at the site of the first European settlement. There are no original buildings, because the settlement was over 300 years ago, the buildings were wood, and the settlement only lasted for ten years before they moved across the river to a more exposed, but more potentially profitable site. But it’s interesting enough to walk around, to see what historians think might have been around, to see the animals (there’s a tiny zoo – the only zoo in Charleston – composed of animals that were probably around the area in 1670, including bison….) and check out a ketch and a cannon blast. There wasn’t much structure-wise, of course, but it was nice to walk around, and the small museum was very well done.
Beach, naturally. And pool time.
(All of this wedged in with family time).
Some meals -the best was at Page’s Okra Grill. Cornhole included, no charge.
I had wanted to walk the Ravenal Bridge, but couldn’t squeeze it in…next time.
On the way back, we stopped at the Riverbanks Zoo in Columbia, which was decent (half price admission because of the Birmingham Zoo membership.) The favorites? Probably feeding the giraffes and (of course) the reptiles. Someone said wistfully, “I wish there was a reptile-only zoo somewhere.
One more thing: my first Anglican Use liturgy – which deserves its own post…tonight, perhaps…after I catch up with Mad Men…my son assures me it suddenly got better last night…we’ll see…