Charleston, Savannah and a liars!!!

Let's start by saying that I should no longer try to stay out all night, skip sleeping, and head straight from the bars to the airport.  It made for a LONG day of travel from Boston to Charleston. Such a long day that Dave didn't make it back out of the room. He might have had a little case of the flu...or he might just be old! So, I wandered Charleston solo and checked out King Street where there is a ton of shopping and some great bars and restaurants. I ended up over closer to the market. I was in the mood for good burger (I'd already had a giant slice of pizza at Giovanni's) and Mo's. It was pretty awesome! The onion rings were run of the mill but good enough! I chugged down about a gallon of Coke, watched the Hawkeyes lose, talked to the wife and kids, and called it a night.

Dave recovered Thursday so we traced my steps and also checked out the aquarium area. We were going to take the ferry to Fort Sumner, but we didn't have the time. They had some great Charleston history at the ferry launch house, so we felt we learned a little something and it was free! We headed back up towards Union Square(I think) and grabbed a burger at Big Guns Burger. Another winner, but when they ask if you want pink or no pink...assume they mean alive or dead. Unfortunately for Dave we both tried alive. I loved it, he could do without the red! As we walked King Street we detoured back into some of the residential areas and then ended up in the middle of the College of Charleston campus. Holy crap...it's beautiful. Don't get me wrong, I love Iowa City, but I'd go to Charleston in a heartbeat! Time to grab the car and head out...but not without another slice of pizza. Andolini's was good, and the people were great, but I'd pick Giovanni's! Chucktown was beautiful, but I think it's more of a couples town. My wife would love it, but it is probably too cool for me. Hip shops, funky restaurants and great bars...what more can you ask for!

Highway 17 runs all the way from Charleston to Savannah(pretty much anyway) and it took us down some great roads. But...it also lead me to something interesting. Apparently, you can call anything a plantation and put a sign on the highway to encouraging tourists to look at it. Even when it's just a regular house with a horse barn. If you call it Cockfield Plantation(which I did not make up) people will stop to see it. Especially, idiots from the North in a rented Hyundai! AND!!! If you have a real plantation, feel free to put a sign out on the highway about it too. Even if there are security gates and privacy fences so you can't see anything. AND...if it's 10 miles down a back road...even better. Wait! There is something better. Actually telling me where I can see a damn plantation! I know it's just a big house, but now I have a mission! In search of the elusive plantation we found a gate open, with a plantation name on it. The lane leading to the hosuse was at least 3 miles long. There were a couple different forks in the road leading to other buildings and one final fork leading to...I don't know. It had a locked gate. So, back through what looked like a field, down the 3 mile driveway and back to the highway! Now, I hate plantations because they are all liars!

As you can guess, we got to Savannah later than we thought and had to cut our trip short. We spent a couple hours and tried their so called "best burger" place and it wasn't half as good as either burger I had in Charleston, but their onion rings were homemade and really good! I won't mention their name, maybe they had an off day. I have alot of those! On a positive note...I had the best slice of pizza so far at Vinnie Van Go Go. Great vibe, good people, crazy busy! Time to get on so we can make it to Miami in time for our flight!