I stole my mother from her peaceful home and took her on a wild trip to Charleston, South Carolina! Who would have thought these two home bodies would venture out on their own to a place unknown to their innocent minds!
Plane flights from one major city into another and then a long drive into the wilderness! Wilderness I say! Okay, it was really four different interstates with a stop for gas going and coming back, but that can be scary!
I think the carriage ride throughout the city was my favorite followed by the swings on the pier and the jail house tour.
Our hotel was right in the thick of it and gave us the "opportunity" to walk to many sites. I think it went relatively well except for a very bad tempered concierge. Mom was thinking he was having a bad day...might be true, but it partially dampened the memory of the trip. Luckily, the assistant manager saved the day with an apology and refunded one of the nights we stayed. I thought that was a wonderful gesture on her part.
One sad sight was during a tour of the Calhoun Mansion. The home was extravagantly decorated with the owner's extensive collection of various pieces of artwork. In the drawing room, was an altar to a Catholic church, with a tabernacle, chalices, and monstrances with a buddhas sitting right on top. How sad that this man didn't understand the importance of those items....much more than artwork. They contained Our Lord and should be in a church and not in a private collection amongst pagan objects. I am wondering if I could call and see if we could buy these items.
I stole my mother from her peaceful home and took her on a wild trip to Charleston, South Carolina! Who would have thought these two home bodies would venture out on their own to a place unknown to their innocent minds! 
