Husbands who surprise their wives with weekend getaways are the best! We spent this past weekend in Charleston, a city we’d both wanted to visit for a while. Charleston is now on my list of favorite places in America. Austin, TX still holds the crown.
One of my favorite books, The Lords of Discipline by Pat Conroy, describes this city so wonderfully in it’s first few pages:
The city of Charleston, in the green feathery modesty of its palms, in the certitude of its style, in the economy and stringency of its lines, and the serenity of its mansions South of Broad Street, is a feast for the human eye.
Though I will always be a visitor of Charleston, I will always remain one with a passionate belief that it is the most beautiful city in America and that to walk the old section of the city at night is to step into the bloodstream of a history extravagantly lived by a people born to a fierce and unshakable advocacy of their past.
Entering Charleston is like walking through the brilliant carbon forest of a diamond with the light dazzling you in a thousand ways, an assault of light and shadow caused by light. The sun and the city have struck up an irreversible alliance.
With a boy in a bow tie by boats. I couldn’t have been happier!