Cannonball run

Magnet #822 - Charleston, SC

I'm trying to convince my best friend to do a babymoon with me - our last trip together before she settles down for the count.

I had all these grand delusions of London (nope, she won't fly overseas, understandably). Then NY (nope, I have no AC). Then Chicago (nope, it's too far). Then DC (nope, it's a walking city). Then Tennessee (nope, for sad and obvious reasons).

But, honestly, I'll be damned if I end up doing another North Carolina roadtrip. Or worse, yet, end up at the beach.

So, I've started to think of compromises. South Carolina's started to rise to the top, just for proximity's sake. There's nothing wrong with the state, I promise. But, given my hopes were initially set on London, it'll be hard to settle for the state next door.

Which is why I've been looking at my magnets for ideas of babymoon places and saw this cute one that I can't believe I haven't used before.

I've lost count of the number of times I've been to Charleston, SC. It was only four or five hours away from where I grew up, so it was pretty much a day trip for buying squid and shrimp there.

That, and Charleston was just one of those places my parents liked to bring people when they visited us in NC. We'd drive there early in the morning, do the horse-drawn wagon tour, visit their waterfront park, look across the way at Fort Sumter, visit that historic marketplace, see the houses on Rainbow Row (pictured here on this magnet), and then drive home.

To this day, I don't think I've ever spent the night in Charleston. Which of course, is a shame.

At the risk of sounding like I'm trying to convince myself, there's so much to see and do in Charleston. Like, I can't believe I still haven't done Fort Sumter. Though, I have a vague memory of a ferry boat, so maybe I have done the fort? Oh, my! Then why wouldn't it have looked familiar when Billy was walking along the ramparts, wondering if he should be trying to get back to Brett in North and South?

But, I digress. The one thing I absolutely remember most about Charleston is their battery park, otherwise known as White Point Gardens (who knew?). It's a promenade that basically lines their waterfront, and is lined with Civil War canons and stacked cannonballs.

Very cool. For some reason, when you're a kid that stuff's the funnest thing to play on. Or, it must have been anyway, because our family albums document us three girls growing up, each one of us posed on top of a cannon, or standing alongside the stack of them.

Mind you, there's something pretty funny about a BabyBumpBFF, trying to pose next to the stack of cannonballs. Hmmm...