remembering charleston.

Monday again already? Time seems to fly when you are having fun, huh? This weekend was kind of weird because I ran into so many people I went to school with in Charleston.  Friday I had dinner with my friend Kara (freshman dorm mate and longtime bff)- we met at her gallery and had some vino before our delicious fondue with truffle oil at Café Select in Soho.  Randomly enough, at the table next to us was a girl our age who also graduated from CofC -a fact that we may have never realized if they had not asked us how our food was …  Then we went on to meet up with Tommy- ANOTHER friend from our college days- and watched him perform an awesome stand-up set.  Kara and I were laughing our asses off all night long about Tommy, and old memories, funny drunk thoughts, etc.  Then get this- I wandered in to Lobos in Park Slope for a late lunch yesterday and sat at the bar (with my Clemson hat on) and this guy next to me asked me if I went to College of Charleston- turns out he used to deliver pizza from Gilroy’s on King street and now works in the city as a lawyer.  Such a small world finding all these people from our little city in South Carolina up here in the big apple!  Also makes me miss my old Chucktown crew, the places we used to hang out, and people I am sure I will never see again (my old roomie, Fallon).  College of Charleston: a school with over 14,000 people enrolled when I was going there- and well over a two handfuls of them that I know now live in the NYC. Crazy. I think I will have to make a trip back this summer. Definitely on the agenda.

Some of my fondest memories of my second favorite peninsula:

The crows nest at the Wentworth Mansion

Keg parties at my old apt on Saint Phillip Street

The Washout (and Burt’s Market, of course)

Bike riding along the battery

Throwing the football at Marion Square

I LOVE THIS HOUSE- I used to tell tourists I lived there.... Oh- and its for sale! 6,400,000.
19 East Battery.

In desperate need of some warm weather....