Looking on the bright side, a chilly day inspires us to go exploring. It's hard to believe that we were only about sixty miles from Georgetown when we vacationed in Charleston, SC, years ago… and we didn't visit the pretty gem that is this state's third oldest city.
Don't be fooled by the brilliant cerulean sky - temps were frigid by southern standards. A whopping thirty degrees! Check out the frozen fountain. Still, we can smile, 'cause it promises to hit seventy by the weekend.
Gorgeous, gorgeous, with its huge live oaks arching over old streets. Five rivers meet here, as well as an Atlantic inter-coastal inlet.
There is no shortage of water, that's for sure, and everyone wants a little piece of the view.
The apartments in the photo below are riverside.
There is no shortage of water, that's for sure, and everyone wants a little piece of the view.
The apartments in the photo below are riverside.
Look hard in the above picture to see the gap between buildings. Georgetown experienced a devastating fire, just last fall.
They will rebuild. Pride and perseverance abound, here.
They will rebuild. Pride and perseverance abound, here.
The Rice Paddy Restaurant, pictured here, came highly recommended to us; however, they are closed for a few vacation days.
So, we crossed the pretty street to the River Room.
So, we crossed the pretty street to the River Room.
After lunch, we discovered our favorite sight in a big old shrimp boat, docked next to an independent fish market. I met the nicest lady. She told me that in this local hotspot, you get the whole story about the day's catch and who was responsible for it. "Then," said she, "you get to bring it home and have it for dinner." Have to laugh. Can only imagine the side trips our crustaceans must take, before landing on Monti dinner plates!
