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Channeling Charleston: Day #1

For the next week or so, my blog will become something like a travel blog. "Channeling Charleston" will provide you with information on everything Charleston: food, weather, people, culture, and attractions. (You're welcome.) So I should probably tell you why I am in Charleston (because you're interested, since this is probably the best reading selection on the internet).

It all started February 21, 2013. I happened to be turning eighteen that day and was delighted to open my gift: a trip to anywhere in the continental US (Alaska and Hawaii off the table). SO, that meant that I had to choose ONE city that I wanted to go to. Easier said than done.

So I went to this website for guidance. It lists the top 35 cities in the United States, including Seattle,WA and Charleston,SC. I really wanted to go to Seattle, but I decided on Charleston for several reasons. One, my sister and her boyfriend happen to live in this city. Secondly, it's just a cool city with great food. SO, this is why I am here.

CONFESSION: Day #1 was yesterday. I was too lazy to write one yesterday, so I'll write two posts today. (This plan seems somewhat flawed.)

I am trying to remember what I did yesterday; you would a youngster like I would have a better memory. Well, first, I'll show you a map, because Americans are sorely undereducated in geography.

South Carolina
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Before I left for Charleston I made a list of all the places I wanted to see and the restaurant in which I wanted to eat. The problem, however, was that I didn't have a map to best coordinate and create my itinerary. So I walked to the visitor's center and collected several maps, including the official 2013 Tour Guide of Charleston. Because Imma a nerd and this is how I roll. Sooo...yeah, I'm just going to show you some pictures. 


I get stuff made. Just saying.



^ This is honeysuckle and it be ERWHERE. My sisters says it smells like honey (go figure), vanilla, and orange. Because of my allergies, I can't really smell anything. UPSIDE: my allergies are a lot better in Charleston. 



Probably the best reason, or the most logical reason, to travel would be to EAT. I went to this bakery, expecting something sweet, but I left with something heavenly. Nutella Raspberry Turnover. If you ever find yourself in Charleston, track down this place. You won't be disappointed.




Because my sister has a small (though very nice) apartment, I decided to stay in a nearby hostel (a traveler's hotel) for $26 a night. BAM. Smart and Financially-Savvy. I haven't really spent much time there so far, so a more in-depth description will come later. HOWEVER, I do know that it is located in the straight-up GHETTO. Not like Detroit, but nonetheless ghetto. That's fun.


SO GHETTO that they can't spell. They spell crack like they be smokin' it!


Like I said, FOOD. This place is in Mt. Pleasant, a 5 minute drive from Charleston. We went here for $3 burger night. IT WAS DELICIOUS. 

 
That GOOD. Bacon, Carmelized Onions, Pepper Jack, BBQ Ranch w/a side of potato salad. Forget the milkshake, this BURGER brings all the boys to the yard. 


At this point I'll usually make cultural observations of some sort, but this is really long as it was an introductory post. So, I am going to get my ukulele and go play Disney songs in the park. I'M OUT.













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  1. Anessa, we need to make your blog famous. :) (yeah, I KNOW I'm your mom, but still... it's really good.)

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