After a day in NYC we continued on down the eastern seaboard to our final destination: South Carolina. Most of the time we spent using our beach-front condo as a conduit to lazing on the beach between ultra-touristy excursions (Ripley’s Aquarium, Medieval Times(!)). Myrtle Beach itself I didn’t really find especially inspiring in terms of photography, so a day-trip to Charleston (on what ended up being our last day of the trip) was very welcome. Charleston is gorgeous; the abundance of Italianate architecture makes it as Europe with palm trees. The accents are like honey and Southern hospitality made me feel like I was raised in a barn. If it hadn’t been for the overwhelming humidity, I might never have come home. Here are just a few pictures from those days, as well as the Hurricane Irene-themed drive home.