Charleston, SC—non-biking adventure
March 12—17, 2017
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Hello My Friends!
This week has been whirl of new places, info, people
As nineteen soon-to-be-friends gathered in Charleston—
Actually "Isle of Palms, S.C."
For fieldtrips, walking tours, lectures.
Much to view,
Much to learn and see.
Architecture,
Plantation history,
Gullah culture.
I've heightened awareness,
Expanded interest,
Small start on new information.
Friendly participants from many states,
Excellent staff tending to arrangements & connections.
Comfortable bus,
Beyond ample food.
Shortcoming of week was
Weather colder than Charleston has ever had.
28 degrees one morning.
Living in MN,
Accustomed to dressing for cold,
I totally missed "mark" for warm clothing,
Expecting warm weather.
Being cold makes it hard to really
Appreciate being outside
Seeing sights,
Hearing explanations,
Smiling for camera.
I see most of pictures have my scowl.
Know that I was cold,
Not unhappy.
Saturday, March 18, we take
Greyhound Bus to Asheville, N.C.
See Rose Bruce,
Warren Wilson College,
Asheville N.C.
Another adventure!
Hugs to all,
Lin
New friends in South Carolina cold!
Charleston Tour Carriage
new friends
Bob with 500-year-old Angel Oak Tree
3-story spiral staircase in Nathaniel Russell House—Charleston, S.C.
Host in private home Open House, Charleston, SC
350-year-old aisle of Oak Trees
Bob with stunning Azaleas
with Waddy the mascot at the only Tea Plantation in the U.S.
Azaelea blooms at Magnolia Plantation
Lin and hostess in old Charleston, SC home
What a grand trip and how wonderful to see new country, new traditions and cultures PLUS meeting new friends along the way.
Love your trip descriptions! It will be in the 90’s all this week then maybe a cool off next weekend into the 70’s and MAYBE even some much needed rain.
Have a really great time!
Love and hugs back to you.
Bev in the Old Pueblo
Thanks for your note and good wishes, Bev! 🙂
Lin, I miss the azaleas, the dogwood and redbud trees in the South. Spring provides a powerful reminder of the beauty that only nature re-creates each year. I remember the story about one of the famous Lee family who rode his horse up a curved staircase in one of the plantations along the James River in Virginia.
Being here brings such stories to vivid life! Thank you for the memories, Alan!