Saturday, November 23, 2013

life in the lowcountry.

This past weekend we had the chance to tag along with my parents to Charleston, SC. If you have never visited this city, its a must see. It is the epitome of southern charm with quaint streets, beautiful old buildings, and waterfront views. Not to mention it has some of the most amazing food in this world. We left Saturday morning and made the trek to Isle of Palms, SC. Saturday night we ate dinner at the amazing Sullivan’s, on Sullivan’s Island, where I had the most amazing shrimp ‘n grits. Eating shrimp ‘n grits when you’re in Charleston is kind of like seeing the Empire State building when you visit New York City. When in Rome…right?

Sunday we spent wandering the gorgeous streets of Charleston, browsing the market vendors, and playing in waterfront park. I could wander the streets of this city for days on end and never get tired of how beautiful it is. This city has more character than any place I know, and I never get tired of visiting there. That afternoon we took Landon out on the beach to run around like a wild man. He is so happy with a tractor and some sand, and some waves to chase. He loves the outdoors, and loves the beach, just like his mama and daddy.


Monday morning we woke up and went to waterfront park to take a few pictures in hopes of having one for a Christmas card. Let me just say, photoshoots with a toddler are beyond stressful. Behind that smiling family picture is a little boy having a meltdown and two parents about to blow a gasket trying to get said toddler to look at the camera for ONE picture. But hey, we got our Christmas card, right? Afterwards we enjoyed a big ol’ family nap, and a little relaxation from the balcony of our house. It was pure heaven, warm enough to sit outside, but cool enough to bundle up in a cozy sweater and blanket. A little salt air does wonders for a tired spirit.


That night we convinced my parents to babysit while John and I had a rare date night out. We put on nice outfits, and drove into the city to pick our restaurant. All the restaurants display their menus outside, so after browsing about five different ones, we finally settled on Magnolia’s. John and I are not fancy people, let me just start with that. We live in a one light town, literally, and rarely eat out unless its casual, kid friendly dining. We just aren’t those people who wine and dine and have fancy meals, so dinner at Magnolia’s was an unusually special meal.


When we arrived there was a short wait so we grabbed drinks at the bar (another rare occasion). Mine was called Southern Peach Punch, and was amazing. I’m not even sure what was in it, but it was peachy and yummy. Once seated we picked our appetizer, salad, and main course. The last time I ate a multi-course meal was on a cruise for our first anniversary. We ate the most delicious fried green tomatoes, which don’t sound fancy at all but were to die for, and salads with goat cheese and green apples. And for our main course we had parmesan crusted flounder. This meal was one of the best I’ve had, from start to finish. Let me just say, you know you’re in a fancy place when they use one of those little table scraper things to clean up the mess you’ve made in between each course. And I can’t remember the last uninterrupted meal John and I had together that didn’t involve wiping hands and corralling a toddler who is eating his mac n cheese. It was heavenly. While we definitely aren’t “that couple” it was fun to pretend for a night. Even better than a date night out? Coming home to snuggle your baby.


Tuesday we drove back into town to take Landon to see the big cruise ship that had come into port the night before. It was cold and windy though, so we really couldn’t enjoy being outside like we had hoped. That afternoon, we packed our bags and headed home. I’m so thankful for a baby who travels so well. Landon barely made a peep on the four hour ride there and back, and was pretty content to watch Cars on the DVD player and snack. We’ve been so lucky with that.

It was a great four days, a quick four days, and as much fun as it was to go and explore I am so thankful for the comforts of my own home. My own bed and pillow, my own kitchen, my own mess and chaos. Traveling is sweet, but coming home is sweeter. Am I right?

1 comment:

  1. have you ever been to New Orleans? When I went to Charleston a few years ago, I felt like it was so similar to New Orleans with regards to good food, etc. I loved it there, but I think New Orleans is pretty damn special! :)


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