I’ve been reading The
Prince of Tides and it got me thinking about South Carolina. I was nearly fifty, when I first travelled
though that state. It was near the end
of May and the lush greenery, pine scented breezes and ocean views were
intoxicating. I was on my way to Atlanta
and time didn’t permit me to stop for more than a few minutes. The memory stuck with me, however, and I
returned a couple years later on vacation.
In addition to all the natural beauty, Charleston has a bit of something
for everyone and it is an enchanting mix of old and new.