I spent five days this past week in Charleston, three of which were devoted to a good friend’s bachelorette weekend, and somehow since my last visit in 2009, I’d forgotten just how much I love this deeply Southern city.
I must say that while there are many U.S. cities with which I am smitten—Savannah, New Orleans, Austin, Nashville (naturally)—I’m not sure any of them can hold a candle to Charleston’s unbridled beauty.
We were extremely lucky in that a friend of my San Francisco friend Kim offered up his house to us for the time we were there. For free. In this setting. (I know, right? Thank you, Steve!)
He hand-built this architectural marvel out in Awendaw just beyond Mount Pleasant and let the five of us inhabit it for the weekend.
With this view from the living room:
And the marsh at our fingertips.
On the final day, before we parted ways, Layne, Jabeen and I went on a little scavenger hunt for clues Ryan Gosling had left behind.
Yes, indeed, this was the very spot—just two houses down from our temporary digs—where they shot scenes from The Notebook.
We didn’t hop onto the rope swing (tempting were it not for the alligators that swim through these waters), but we might have reenacted some scenes nonetheless…
I’m already plotting a return trip in the spring, this time with SVV and Ella in tow. Because it just seems cruel to keep all of this from them.