Before Mike and I headed to Europe,
I headed to Charleston.
Pronouced: CHAW-EHL-STUN.
Somethings are better left unsaid,
so let's just see what kind of story the pictures can tell you.
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| What we walked into in our hotel room. |
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| the custom made duvet cover. |
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| The whole gang. |
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| CARRIAGE TOUR! |
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| The Bride. |
oy. <3
I can't really tell you anything about the city.
We went on a carriage tour .
THE WORST TOUR IN HISTORY.
The guy couldn't control the horse,
and his entire tour of Charleston was about HIS life.
There are two big churches in Charleston..I think..and I know that he got married in one of them, but only because Hurricane Hugo flooded his home church, and that he heard the unibomber's brother speak in the other.
I would really like to go back.
See the city, actually eat the amazing food, learn the history, and shop in the market.
But, it was a pretty awesome bachelorette party, if I must say so myself.
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