As mentioned before, Charleston is possibly the prettiest city in the US; only Savannah is in the same class in my opinion. Friday I spent three hours walking around, mainly along Meeting Street but with a few sidetrips down Water Street and along the waterfront at East Bay Street. I did not photograph every building I saw, but got in about 100 pics.
Now consider that pretty much all of southern Charleston has this kind of housing... street after street after street of beautiful old buildings, from the grandest mansion to the comeliest shotgun shack. It is nice, cozy, and very, very southern. It oozes a gentle charm, and speaks of old money (and refined perversions). A nice city that I would love to spend more time in!
All Charleston pics here.
The City Hall.
George Washington.
The Confederate Museum. One floor stuffed with all sorts of junk, but as far as I could see, not a single word about the evils of slavery.
A memorial stone to the mother of president Andrew Jackson. She died in the harbor shortly after the British siege ended, two of her three sons died before her. Only Andrew grew up, and how...
Along a portion of Meeting Street, 4-5 black women sat knitting. Representatives of the Gullah culture, they sold their stuff on the street to passing tourists. I bought a small basket for ten bucks, mighty fine craftswork.
This would probably make it if one were to make an updated version of the Ten Commandments.
Lovely, private park.
Trolley.
A more or less random selection of houses.
Saturday, December 24, 2011
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