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Charleston On $5 a Day


We found a very reasonably priced room in Charleston.

It's a good thing, because we spent all our money on Kiawah Island. This hotel needed a little paint but we were told it had historic significance.

Built in the 1800s, it looks pretty much the same as it did back then. I had some reservations (not the kind that hold the room for us) about staying there ...












... but because it was next door to a church, Debbie said let's do it.















We both had to get work for a few days to pay for food and to get to DC to see Alissa, middle daughter. Debbie decided to make baskets at the local market.


















I got a job feeding the fish at the South Carolina Aquarium.















Despite the lack of funding ... we still seemed to gain weight on this trip. I donned my favotite shirt to remind me not to get to the chubby porker stage again ... we are definitely dieting when we get home.











Found this for my dad. He will certainly be jealous that his namesake in this town has a whole store for a closet. When Mom was alive, she used the entire house as Esther's Closet ... Sam had one drawer for his treasures. I bet this store is filled with the stuff Sam would love: Sansabelt woolen slacks, checkered nylon shirts, bone colored shoes with white soles, shelves filled with plastic pocket protectors (say that 5 times really fast) and different kinds of pens and pencils.

Sammy ... eat your heart out.

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and I did say it five times! But it would be much different if I had a few glasses of wine.
Joel Momberg said…
Hey Gillian ... Would love to hear you say it five times after a few glasses of wine!
Bossy Betty said…
AH!! Vacation! Thanks for taking us along!

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