Last weekend we were delighted to host a few of our favorite Midwesterners when Minnesota came to take Charleston by storm! Although this city has seen its share of category five Hurricanes, the force of nature that our growing squad brings when we are together is something to be reckoned with. With everyone being spread out among different cities, the chance for us all to be together has become few and far between. When the stars do align and everyone is able to be in one room together there is just so much love, laughter, and joyful shouting to be unleashed! The volume is high, the pictures are many, and the hearts are oh so full.
Rivaling our burgeoning hearts during this weekend was our jam packed itinerary. A shoutout to endless caffeine, joyful attitudes, and the most selfless husbands (Mike and Mitch – you rock) for keeping everyone upright and moving while squeezing every last drop out of what Charleston has to offer.
Friday began with giant airport hugs and then a quick stop back at the Airbnb to refresh before heading to Shem Creek. With its quaint boardwalk and nearly guaranteed dolphin sightings, this area has become a favorite of Al’s that she was excited to share. For this adventure we decided to do a sunset kayak tour with Coastal Expeditions. It was a lush, warm night and the salty air blanketed us as we coasted through the creek’s marshy estuaries into the open harbor. A decadent golden hour, multiple dolphin sightings and our sweet Rosie rocking her pint sized lifejacket were unanimous highlights of this evening.
Saturday morning found us sipping coffee on the porch before heading to Firefly Distillery for a slow afternoon of music, bags, and basking in South Carolina sunshine. Then it was downtown to get our miles in while walking the Oceanside parkway and exploring the inner historic areas by horse drawn carriage. The evening rounded out with dinner at Amen Street where everyone had the opportunity to experience some of Charleston’s local dishes including she crab soup (a hit) and oysters (not so much).
Although Sunday began on a tad of a groggy note (may have been the after dinner drinks but we’ll blame it on daylight savings time) it was nothing a little church, Irish car bombs, and a beach day couldn’t fix. Creating our own little St Patrick’s Day celebration wherever we roamed, we enjoyed the day on Folly Beach before coming home to play cards and soak in our last few hours of being in the same time zone. Early morning flights brought an end to the coveted togetherness but the memories, laughter, and many many pictures will hold us over until the next joyful reunion!
Hi Mom! 