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We took a minibreak to Charleston, South Carolina last weekend. Kat made the hotel reservations with my explicitly stated requirements, which, unfortunately, did not include "centrally located". As such, we took what the Wentworth Mansion called a "suite", which is two big rooms divided by pocket doors, one bathroom, and, umm, that's it.

We later found out that Reese Witherspoon and Ryan Phillippe spent their wedding night in the hotel, and since we had what could arguably be called the "best" room, they probably had it.

That means people we can visualise, more or less, probably bumped uglies in a bed we slept in.

This is why hotels creep me out.

I say "arguably...best" because, in a four-story hotel with a magnificent city view from the cupola, the master suite is...on the first floor. The view included the sidewalk, and, umm, the surrounding buildings, and the tour groups coming by with presentations including, I lie not, the phrase,"There is still quite a voodoo influence in the colored community."

Ah, the south, I love you so.

On the trip, I got my first taste of grits, if you can call it "taste", as any taste is borrowed from other non-gritty ingredients. I ate a lot of crab, including soft-shell and she-crab soup, tried a little bbq, and miraculously managed not to gain any weight over the weekend.

The weather was way too hot and humid, and we were clear on why it was the "low season" in Charleston. We spent a fair amount of time shopping so we could go from one air-conditioned place to another, but really, if you're not buying candles or soaps, the best Charleston has to offer is a tiny accessories-only Gucci and a one-floor Saks. My unending watch search is still unending, as the good watch stores sell Rolex and...Seiko? Ah well, the search is the joy.

One down-note: while killing time Sunday afternoon until our late flight, we were rear-ended while turning left to see the Angel Oak, the oldest living thing east of the Mississippi. While we were unhurt, it took an hour out of our day, and created a bunch of paperwork to fill out for the rental agency.

At least it wasn't our car. :-)

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