Charleston, baby!

Here I am with Oma, sharing an over-baked cookie from a local restaurant. Actually, I think we skipped the sharing part and really didn't eat much of the cookie (it was that bad : ( ... this place has nothing on Oma's yummy cookies!).


Me early in the morning at the hotel. Waking up is hard to do, trust me.


I need a hometown like Charleston where I can break out my new kayak on a daily basis. (Well, ok, I don't exactly own this kayak, but Uncle Rhett promised me a sweet deal on a kayak when I'm sea-worthy).



On to Aunt Sarah and Uncle Rhett's backyard. Opa grilled out brats. I was his apprentice.




A good meal was had by all!