This morning Isaac and I woke up late. I guess it was the lack of urgency that kept my motivation away from waking up earlier, but because of it we didn’t wake up until 9:30 or so. We got ready with a similar lack of urgency, taking longer showers and slowly moving our things into the car. We had decided the previous night that we were going to leave Florida this morning and it was with these intentions that we got ready. Eventually we decided that everything was ready and in the car, and with a slight reluctance we left David’s house, where we had taken solace for four nights.
Our day continued with a several hour drive into South Carolina. It was a much shorter drive than we were used and we didn’t know the area of SC that the people were living at so we eventually decided to just drive towards Charleston. This part of the drive seemed longer, probably because I wasn’t the one driving and because most of the roads had lower speed limits.
An hour or so later we arrived in Charleston and I, as the title of the post suggests, fell in love at the first sight of the city (I know you were hoping I met a girl, sorry to disappoint. I like traveling much more than girls). Everything was perfect according to my preferences. The climate was cool, but not cold, just right for running or a nice stroll through the neighborhood. Everyone in the city agreed about the weather; everywhere you looked there was a runner, in fact there were four or five runners everywhere you looked. I’m not even exaggerating there were a ton of runners, even quite a few bikers. Anyway back to my love story, the weather was perfect, the houses were gorgeous most of them made of brick and either fashioned or actually made in the colonial era, there were trees everywhere both palm and non-coastal, and the ocean inlet was gleaming beautifully.
I literally cannot think of anything I would want to change, and thus I decided that I’m going to live in Charleston sometime. I think I’ll write a song about Charleston during the next couple of days. Oh how I’ll miss it when we leave.
As for our activities, we found a park (it was supposed to be related to Fort Sumter but wasn’t) and walked around in it for a little. Before long Isaac needed to use the bathroom and apparently extremely bad because he rushed me out and told me to just drive somewhere anywhere that would have a bathroom he could use. Because we were in the historic area not many places like that were around but eventually we stumbled upon a rite aid and before I had even stopped the car he jumped out and ran into the store.
A while later Isaac got back in the car while I was working out our sleeping arrangements for the night. After this we drove to a different part of town, though it was still by the ocean inlet, and eventually found a parking spot (I’ll admit we weren’t actually parked legally but it was really hard to find parking and the lot I was in was complete open save a couple cars). We walked around the popular part of Historic Charleston and saw a lot of older buildings scattered throughout the city.
There was a short wooden walk way that went out onto the water and we spent a little time on it staring out towards Fort Sumter and the distant ocean. A little further along the trail there was a nice park surrounded by palm trees. In the middle was a fountain that they let people wade in so I stepped into it and cooled my feet.
We continued walked, passed by a guy who let us pet his two cute dogs, and eventually made it to the end of the park where we made a circle through town and made it back to the car. From there we drove onto a smaller peninsula it must’ve been, where I found a Wal-mart for the supplies we needed.
I had, with my dad’s help, found a couple of campgrounds on military bases where we could camp and grill a couple of the burgers we had just bought. But Isaac wanted to stay at the Walmart and in my love for the city, and even the area of it that we were in, I decided that that would be an okay idea. We found a small corner to stay in near some trees and made camp.
While we laid there a few different things happened. The first was a police car and the two cops inside stopped and were inspecting our car for a while. The woman officer went to Isaac’s side and asked a series of questions all the while acting very suspicious of our being there. Eventually they went away simply advising us to make sure it was okay with Wal-mart for us to stay there. Later a cleaning truck and a man cleaning up the leaves, came by making plenty of noise but after a while they left and we were free to sleep.
Interesting Observations:
People love to run in Charleston. I already said this but it’s worth the emphasis of repeating, runners everywhere. Isaac’s theory is that this is due to the lack of parking which is a legitimate option judging from our attempts to find parking.
I love traveling more than girls. I thought this deserved explanation. Girls are great and all but given the option of a good girlfriend and traveling for several months, I’d pack my bags and be out of there. I don’t know if the same is the true for Isaac but all you girls who are interested in me, be warned!
Isaac thinks I should put that he’s easily entertained but I think this is too common of knowledge to be justifiably “interesting” so instead I’m going to say that we saw an interesting little store that had tractors placed on this little island in front of their store. It was quite the interesting sight.
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