Day 3 - Charleston, South Carolina.
Traveling
further north, past sweet magnolias and sleepy rural towns, [all
after dark] we arrive in
Charleston. Experience the warm salt air, the sweet smells of
southern gardens in bloom and the architectural spendor as the city
unfolds before you. Charleston is one of the South's loveliest
and best-preserved cities, where the residents tend to their homes and
gardens in much the same style as their ancestors did over 300 years
ago. We tour Charleston by horse-drawn carriage, riding over the
cobblestone streets and through the charmingly restored
neighborhoods. After lunch in the city, enjoy free time in the
historic marketplace, and an antebellum garden tour of the downtown
area. (B, L, D)
We arrived at our parking place, the closed Charleston Naval Base,
about 1 a.m. I arose about 6 a.m. and noticed my GPS said 97.8
miles since Savannah. It also said our location was "2286 Avenue
D, Charleston Naval Complex." I got the club car attendant to
open her vestibule door and put down the steps so I could take some
morning-light photos of the AOE. This was the best place we would
park this week for good exterior photographs of the train. The
train was parked north to south and along the west side of the train
were cedar trees, a second track, closely mowed grass, and a blacktop
street.
I was singing, "Nothin' could be finer than to be in Carolina in the
morning," as I stepped off the train, it was a beautiful, cool, crisp,
clear, dry morning. The turtle doves welcomed me outside the
train with their hooooot, hoot, hoot. The second verse to the
song is, "Nothin' could be sweeter than my Sweetie when I meet her in
the morning," which is also appropriate for me on this trip!
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As I walked
around the back of the New York Observation Car, the morning light was
golden on the west side.
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The lagoon, a
few yards behind the AOE, was peaceful with the sounds of bird calls in
the morning air.
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After
breakfast, we detrained and boarded coaches for a trip into the nearby
historic district and a horse-drawn carriage tour of the beautiful
homes near the market. Porters were always aligned to give a
helping hand and assure our safe movement across the tracks.
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Tour Leader,
Jef Bennet (right), who I later dubbed "Snackman" because he constantly
and consistently provided half-pints of water and snacks each time we
were on the busses, made sure we all made it through each site and back
on the bus. This April Fool's Day, the guides had switched
nametags...a fun-loving group!
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On the bus, we were
welcomed by our Tales of the South guide, Barriedel, to "The Low
Country" and informed that our train's location was in North
Charleston. In 1993 this Charleston Navy Base was closed, but the
ship yard and air force base are still open. The U.S. government
is still the largest employer here. The Cooper River Bridge Race
was being held this morning. Our guide said the bridge is the
largest cable bridge in the U.S.
Our city guide
(above) was excellent. Occasionally Colby (the carriage horse)
would have a 'code yellow' and
our driver would radio in for a cleanup and he'd drop a marker.
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Since this was
a home and garden tour, the carriage ride was an excellent pace to see
them. This wisteria covered wrought iron fence was characteristic
with the American and South Carolina flags, brick house, and shutter
window, inside and out.
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Our 'surry with
the fringe on top' stopped at this beautiful front door and our driver
explained that the city provided gas for all the gas lamps and front
gas lights for the homes.
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This historic
home had 'air conditioning.' The cupola, with windows open,
creates a draft to bring the breezes off the ocean into the home during
the unbearably hot and humid summers.
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Day 4 - Charleston, South Carolina
After
breakfast on the train, we visited the Magnolia Plantation, home to
America's Oldest Garden. Amazing Horticultural Maze of over 500
large camellia bushes. Grand bridges and a beautiful natural
swamp.
The Cypress
knees (right) growing in the swamp reminded me of Cypress Gardens in
Florida.
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Another statue
of 'The Bird Girl' was in the gardens.
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We were
welcomed back onboard, had lunch, and we began our second ride as we
proceeded onto the mainline to Richmond, Virginia.
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