This area is called the low country, with marshland, rivers, creeks, swamps and forests.
We've passed Parris Island Marine Corps Base, and Beaufort Marine Corps Air Station, and were buzzed by a trio of low flying jets.
The weather has turned showery, and cool again.
We found an old but comfortable room in the French Quarter, and left the car in their hands to wander the streets.
Hungry and thirsty we stopped in at the Southend Brewhouse for a late lunch and a local beer.
Charleston is a beautiful town, filled with elaborate, sturdy, majestic houses with beautiful gardens and intricate wrought iron gates.
The air is heavy with the intoxicating scent of jasmine.
There are quite a few roof top bars in Charleston - the average building height is only about 3 floors. We celebrated our anniversary under the evening sky and then settled in the window side bar of 'Social' on East Bay Street for some excellent wines and tasty pizza.
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| Breakfast - cheesy grits and a 'biscuit' at Hilton Head Island |
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| The other side - the Atlantic Ocean |
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| Our sitting room at Lodge Alley Inn |
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