While we were in Key West Thing Two tripped on a curb while carrying our camera and broke the lens. Uh-oh. Normally, I would have to try hard to hide…
While we were in Key West Thing Two tripped on a curb while carrying our camera and broke the lens.
Normally, I would have to try hard to hide my annoyance at such an accident. However, this time I had to try to hide my delight. I finally had an excuse to get rid of that terrible kit lens.
After much research (I research the heck out of anything that costs over $20) we decided on a new lens to purchase and where to have it shipped. Unfortunately, we had it shipped the most mosquito infested campground in all of South Carolina.
What would have been a quick stop over en route to Charleston, SC turned into seven long days of waiting in Yemassee. Our 32o square feet of space started to feel like 320 square inches.
One day, we explored nearby Beaufort visiting Kazoobie Kazoos, farmers markets, and having a picnic along the water. However kazoos can only entertain for so long and they don’t offer any defense against mosquitoes.
After three days of waiting in Yemassee, we decided we would skip camping near Charleston and just make the hour and a half drive over for the day.
Fort Moultrie is on nearby Sullivan’s Island, so we started there. I would go to the moon if it meant I could get my National Park Passport stamp. The boys completed their Junior Ranger booklets and thus fullfilling the requirements to earn the Junior Ranger Civil War Historian sesquicentennial patch. The Junior Ranger Civil War Historian is a special program for kids commemorating the Civil War’s 150th anniversary.
After Fort Moultrie, we headed back over the bridge to spend the rest of the day wandering the streets of Charleston. We walked through the city market, to Vendue Wharf Pier, and down small streets taking in the architecture. We bought a walking tour guide but the boys were history-ed out and I had PMS. Bad combo. Let’s just say the guide didn’t get much use unless you think of it as a flat 2 ounce shot put.
I hope southerners don’t hate me for saying this but Charleston is Savannah’s more sophisticated twin. Savannah is charming and quaint. Charleston, while charming, feels more urban and upscale. We spent nearly 30 minutes sitting on the steps of a building, faces buried in our phones, searching for shrimp and grits that weren’t going to cost us $30+ a person.
Finally, we decided to try Jestine’s Kitchen. Jestine’s was just a few blocks away, had good reviews, and was within our budget.
Apparently, we weren’t the only ones wanting southern cookin’. The line wrapped around the building and down the street.
Surprisingly the line moved fast. The service was friendly and the food fantastic.
After dinner we headed to Battery Park to look at the old mansions. Right away we realized we had made a mistake by waiting until after dark. I would have loved to see the beautiful mansions during the day but apparently blinds aren’t a priority so we got glimpse of the gorgeous interiors instead.
Love and Laughter,
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