I love statues...I have dozens of picture of me (Brian) posing with statues, figurines, mannequins, etc...this one was a little hard to pose with, but beautiful to picture. On Calhoun St. in Charleston, SC.
Yesterday we went to the Charleston Aquarium (free, thanks to the timeshare folks) then to Sticky Fingers Barbecue for lunch (also free, thanks again.)
Today we went to Ft. Sumter (free, again...) We both enjoyed the Fort, the place where the first shots of the Civil War were fired. The Fort was just bombarded and torn to shreds...I can't imagine being inside an enclosed area while thousands of shells and mortars are raining down. Make love, not war.
I regret not taking the GPS with us on our forays...we've averaged 7-10 miles per day by the road map but I'm quite sure it's more because of our detours and meanderings. We got a bus pass, 10 rides for $10, so far we've used 1 each. Hoofing it just seems natural...but...and a big but here, walking just got more difficult...
You ask why? Well, my natural grace and balance took a leave of absence last night and I did a Kansas City Shuffle... look left, move right. Well, my feet decided to do something else altogether (and I don't even drink.) The winch handle was in the holder backwards (handle sticking out) and by now every sailor is groaning... I broke one if not two ribs. Black and blue and swollen. Sitting is uncomfortable, walking is uncomfortable. But that's not the end of the story, no Sir... while at Fort Sumter I was trying to get an interesting angle on a photo, lost my balance (what the hell?) and crammed my midsection into the railing...I couldn't have hit the stomach or arm...no, I had to smack square on those two ribs. I think we'll take the bus into town tomorrow.
The architecture in town is amazing. History is everywhere...and so are those hawking tours. The first question two tours ask (Carriage ride and timeshare reps) is "Are you two married?" So we've taken to twisting up their day... so far we've responded:
"Yes, but not to her. I don't want to be caught"
"Yes, but I'm a Mormon and the other 2 wives are here somewhere. Can they come too? (Somehow this isn't the wholesome type they're looking for)
...and the two that got the strangest looks, the poor girls about fell off their respective seats...
"We're divorcing as soon as we get home."
"I wouldn't pay for her to eat McDonalds much less a carriage tour."
That's enough. We need to go in and do laundry, desperately need to do laundry so that's our mission for this Saturday night, exciting, eh? | 