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August 04, 2005
N32.5 W79.6 Charleston, South Carolina
We arrived in the late morning after a 17-hour sail through the night from Savannah. Winds, tides and weather worked well for such a journey. It was uneventful, except for floating unmarked obstacles that we reported to the Coast Guard. Just dumn luck that we didn't hit them in the dark.
We are weary, dry-eyed and ready for a snooze.
Charles Towne was founded in 1670 by the British, and soon received French Huguenots who imparts the Creole flavour that colours the area even today. Today, the city is full of pastel houses and tidy brick-walled gardens behind lacy iron gates. Many of the oldest houses have front doors that lead to long pillared porches. These porches run along the side of the house, not the front. Uniquely Charleston.
Apparently 120 restaurants that are top-ranked in the US by various magazines are within the historic downtown district. We enjoyed a fabulous dinner at Grill 225 in the Pavillion Market Hotel, part of the Leading Hotels of the World (as is the Wedgewood Hotel in Vancouver).
This is a fun city with much to explore. Must be done in one's lifetime.
Posted by dave at August 4, 2005 12:42 PM