Dec
3
2005
charleston
I’m finally getting caught up on my photos/blog entries from Thanksgiving weekend…
On the Saturday after Thanksgiving, Aunt Lulu, my cousin Katie, Rob and I spent the day in Charleson, S.C. This was Rob’s first visit; I’d been there once before, in 1998.
Charleston is a beautiful city, and we had a great time walking around the historic district, from the old market to the Battery and myriad side streets in between. Rob remarked at one point that, architecturally, many of the old homes reminded him of New Orleans. And, to me, the main shopping street seemed like a much cleaner version of Georgetown. With all the walking, we earned our food, from our obligatory early lunch at Tommy Condon’s to our afternoon snack break at a coffee bar with wonderfully comfortable couches to dinner and pool at a nearby pub.
It fascinated me that, more than an architectural backdrop, the city’s history was front-and-center, from the ubiquitous horse-drawn carriage rides for tourists to the after-dark “ghost tours.” But while I’m well-aware of the city’s history and its role in the Civil War, I was a bit taken aback by the rapturous way the woman that greeted us at the Confederate Museum spoke of some of the more prized items in the museum’s collection, including locks of hair from Robert E. Lee and Jefferson Davis.
After dark, the four of us went on one of those ghost walks, this one focusing on ghost tales related to some of the city’s older graveyards led by a woman originally from northern Virginia. The walk was more informative than spooky, but provided many an interesting historical anecdote. Between this and the Chicago architectural walks we went on in August, I’m beginning to really like these tours of historic areas. It might be worthwhile to look into similar programs locally.
Over the course of the day, I took a lot of photos, but the sky was pretty overcast so everything looks a little washed out. Photos »
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When we were in South Carolina this summer, we got marooned in Charleston for a couple of days because Melissa was too sick to fly home. Here’s the first picture in the vacation photoset that actually is from Charleston. (If you’re interested.)
As a family when I was younger we would go to Kiawah Island almost every year—probably five or six years in a row—and we’d usually spend a day out of the week hanging out in Charleston. As a young kid, I almost completely hated it—God, it was like being in Mom-created hell, all those fucking crafts!—but there were certainly some good points.
When we were there this year I had a great time taking pictures, and completely avoided the stupid straw market just because it produced (and still produces, as I think of it this very moment) anxiety and stress. It was like we were there for years! Aaarggh! So many useless things! So many terrible t-shirts!!
Anyway.
And demonstrating how completely focused on the horror of the straw market I was in that last post, I forgot to mention how nice your pictures are.
They are quite nice. Especially for a non-SLR.