After getting to Charleston with plenty of daylight left on Thursday afternoon, we began our tour with the Pineapple Fountain which fronts the Cooper River.
Watch a bird fly past in this slo-mo video.
We spent most of our time wandering around the colorful and historic mansions south of Broad Street.
Too bad the pandemic temporarily ended tours of the Williams Mansion, the largest in the city and a Gilded Age jewel.
Kudos to whomever bricked around the limb of this tree rather than cut it off.
Window boxes, door knobs and ceramic tiles really zhuzh up the neighborhood.
The children's choir at the First Baptist Church on Church Street performed its spring concert with the doors open.
There seem to be almost as many churches in Charleston as palm trees. French Protestants, or Huguenots have worshipped on this land since 1687, through the Civil War and an earthquake.
Many of Charleston's citizens are buried in small church cemeteries.
This bike--named the "Holy Roller"--provides the perfect mode of transportation to Sunday services.
A ray of light illuminated another.
Don't try to eat in Charleston without making reservations. Fortunately, Randy texted us the name of restaurant on Folly Beach which he described as a "romp in the swamp." We found Bowen's Island Restaurant at the end of a dirt road just before the kitchen closed.
My delicious crab cake came in a real shell!
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