Downtown Charleston for the Holidays

We spent the rest of our Thanksgiving weekend hanging around Charleston and taking in the sights. This is the fountain in the courtyard that our room overlooked. I liked going down to throw pennies in and then getting to look up and wave to Mommy and Oma!


Yep, about half of those pennies were contributed by yours truly.


Gotta love the Noah-sized fridge at the hotel!


I see you!!!!!!!!!!



Hey look! We found my very own nook! i didn't even know that I had my own nook in Charleston!


We had gorgeous weather in Charleston. It was mild and breezy. But the warm weather didn't hinder my thoughts about other upcoming holidays!!!! Here I am with Mom and Dad showing off (although it's hard to tell in the photo) my souvenir from my trip - my shiny school bus Christmas tree ornament.


We browsed through the city market place. That place was just OK. It paled in comparison to the Belgian Chocolate shop on the side street. Isn't that right, Mom?



All this excitement and fresh air sent my circadian clock haywire. Here I am taking a brief catnap down by the Ashley River.


But I couldn't miss out on the pineapple fountain! I caught a second wind and got all of the following great photos! It;s so pretty down by the waterfront.








Out on the pier, they have lots of fun swings for kicking back and relaxing. You know me, I just love a swing!



Lunch at the English Pub meant fries and a festive game of darts! Uncle Mikey gives me the boost as Daddy couldn't bear to look!


We also found our way to the coffee shop and bakery called "Baked." It was a mod little store based out of NYC. It was so tasty that Oma just had to have the cookbook. I hear that we will be recipe testing when I visit Florida in December. Those are my favorite kinds of test. I always pass with flying colors!


While in Charleston, I made sure that Uncle Rhett knew I have an affinity for skate boards. Any day now I'll be jumping ramps with him!


Last but not least, I was running low on milk, Conveniently, Aunt Oeuf and Uncle Rhett live right up the road from a Krispy Kreme. They had an enormous window and I got to watch the donuts being made from start to finish. It was awesome!


I watched the dough rise and then the donuts got flipped into the hot oil where they went "bump, bump." About half way through the hot oil a machine flipped them again. Then they hit the conveyor belt for a "light" glazing (yeah, right).


I was so into it, we stayed about a full 20 minutes watching nothing but the hot donuts now get made and packaged up. It was totally cool!


But as I said we came for milk only and I walked away with no donuts to call my own. Seriously guys? What's up with that?