The weekend started out with a dairy-fueled binge at Cook-Out (adios, dairy-free lifestyle!), which almost could have been the highlight of the whole weekend, if we didn't frequent our local establishment quite so often. Ahem. After our pulled pork and oreo milkshake coma wore off, it was off to Charleston. (We may have eaten at a Cook-Out there, too. What can I say... we're addicts.)
|French Huguenot church|
We made our way to the Charleston Farmer's Market, where we promptly dropped an absurd amount of money on straw hats (we rationalized it by reminding ourselves that we currently live on a beach, and are moving to the Middle East, so it's an investment, right?).
But those straw hats saved us when we took the ferry to Ft. Sumter. Don't we look like responsible consumers of sunshine here?
... Did I mention we're moving to Bahrain?