We enjoyed some fun car time together, talking (mostly me) and napping (only me, thank goodness!) our way through 11 hours on the road.

We stayed in a charming historic home-turned-Bed&Breakfast within walking distance of the historic downtown areas.  Knowing ahead of time that the parking situation was difficult, we wanted someplace central where we could walk almost everywhere.  And that we did, walking 5 or 6 miles or more every day.

Ignore the masked man in the bottom left corner...he kept following me everywhere.  In these days of masks (which were required in Charleston), I call him The Lone Ranger and he calls me Tonto.  Most of y'all are probably not old enough to even know who those characters are...

Our home away from home, 22 Charlotte.

Our upstairs bedroom...

...generously decorated in southern-charm romantic opulence.

The sitting room just outside our bedroom...although we didn't do much sitting while we were there.

Except when we were sitting around our hostess's delicious breakfast table!

I could kick myself for not getting a photo of our lovely hostess Vaughan, who lives at 22 Charlotte and invites guests into her home and showers them lavishly with her Southern hospitality.  She took us on a personal tour the evening we arrived to help us get our bearings in the city that she loves.

Oh...and she is also a very good cook, starting us off each morning with some very YUMMY breakfasts!

The front porch at 22 Charlotte is a lovely place to "set a spell".  Again, we had lots of things we wanted to do and see in our few days there, so we didn't do a lot of porch-sittin'.

The side gardens which lead to another guest house in back...

I've got oodles of photos to share with you over the next few days from our 3 cram-packed days of exploring. 

We had perfect weather and a glorious time on our fun little...

...getaway to Charleston.