Most of the people close to us know that Josh’s job requires him to be away from home 4 days a week every week. He has been over the road for work for 5 years now. I have never had the opportunity to go with him until now. That’s 5 years of only seeing my husband on the weekends. Talk about a sacrifice and a struggle. However, we make it work. The one thing that is hard is finding alone time when he is home. He’s gone all week and when he comes home Magnolia wants his attention. I have learned to take a back seat so he can spend time with us both, but this week I got the opportunity to go with him for 2 days. We ended our day of work on Thursday in Charleston, SC. We decided to seize the opportunity we were given, and spend the night wondering about Charleston instead of crashing in the bed from exhaustion. We started our night at a restaurant called “Magnolias”.
I was in heaven. It was white table cloth dining with the most relaxed atmosphere. Our server Brad was so friendly and accommodating when I asked him for one of the paper menus they use daily with the date on them. (Y’all know I scrapbook and it had my babies name on it. Pray for Josh if I ever make it to Waco, Tx.) He brought me a menu, napkins that had the name on them and the cutest postcard ever. We were seated in a cozy corner booth surrounded by mercury glass and antique lights on the wall. We ordered fried green tomatoes served over grits with a tomato sauce and sauteed onions, and a skillet Mac n cheese that would satisfy every southerner I know. To dieeee for. Seated across from us was another couple who are expecting their first child in October on Halloween actually and after striking up a conversation we found out they were there on their “baby moon”. She asked me why we were in town and I laughed and thought out loud, we’re on a toddler moon. After dinner we walked down Vendue to a Gelato shop for a chocolate milkshake to take to waterfront park and the pier. Waterfront park is home of the famous pineapple fountain.
Kids were playing in the fountain and families were taking pictures everywhere. It was surrounded by the most beautiful flowers and landscaping. It looks out over the ocean and the pier and a small island. Breathtaking is the only word.
Trust me we took the opportunity to take pictures. If you ever find yourself in Charleston do yourself a favor and take time to go to Waterfront park and just sit on a bench and soak in the beauty.
While we were strolling the streets we randomly found a pamphlet for a ghost tour and decided instead of going back to the hotel early we were again seizing this night and taking our first ghost tour. We killed two hours wandering downtown waiting on our tour to start. We found the open air city Market and got lost perusing the vendors items and stopping to listen to the different musicians set up. There is not an a single inch of Charleston that isn’t covered in character.
You can’t turn down a wrong road. We got lost on back alley ways and cobblestone paths. Everywhere we turned we were met with floral all’s and deep rooted trees that the city has just grown up around.
It is a historical buffs dreamland. This city rich in history. We met up with our ghost tour group at 8:30 and spent the next hour learning about the ghosts at St. Philips church, the Mills house and the cemeteries all around downtown Charleston.
Our tour guide was so full of historical information and is the oldest ghost tour guide in Charleston. When our tour was over we dragged ourselves to the truck and just when we thought the night was over, Josh who was driving slow so we could soak up the night, drove up to the ye olde fashioned ice cream shoppe and I got the best banana split I’ve ever had in my life. Hands down. When we finally dragged our butts back to the hotel we were both so exhausted we fell asleep before our heads hit the pillow. Now it’s Friday and time to go back to work, but I’m so thankful for our spontaneous night adventure in Charleston.