While I usually travel by plane, labor day weekend I took little road trip out to the beach. Due to a little mishap in my planning (I don’t wanna talk about it)-the trip ended up being one night in myrtle, one night in charleston, ten hours in the car, and a relaxing weekend filled with good food and sunshine.
I got to start the weekend with bey, the bible, and the beach (all the b’s I need)
Then back on the road to an all too familar place…From my first trip freshman year for good seafood, to running the 10k race on the Cooper River bridge, to countless times I’ve window shopped down King Street, to spring break sophomore year, to way too many weekends watching Citadel parades, to all the wonderful food and tan lines I have gotten-Charleston is truly one of my favorite places to visit. Alright, I’m going to stop sounding like a cheesy travel advertisement and just let the pictures speak for themselves.