The last stragglers of road trip photos!
After a morning on Sullivan Island and lunch at Husk, we went to check out Folly Beach, a fun, young-person’s paradise that allows beach drinking and has tons of little touristy shops. I was hoping for it to be my bohemian paradise amidst the more preppy parts of Charleston we’d enjoyed, but we found it more spring-breakish than anything else. If there’s something we missed, do tell as we will definitely be back in Charleston some day!
We stayed for a margarita and then returned back to town to check out the view from the rooftop of the Vendue Inn and explore the beautiful south-of-broad neighborhoods that had been enchanting me from Olivia’s blog for months. All those grand porches! I found like.. 10 dream houses on our rickshaw ride through town.
After that it was off to our very last restaurant, Poogan’s Porch. (I love that it’s named after a beloved dog who once lived in the converted home)
There could not have been a better way to end our trip than sitting on the 2nd floor balcony, watching life pass below on the cobblestone street. I imagined what it was like 100 years ago, sitting in a rocking chair dressed in linen; fireflies in the balmy evening. It was so peaceful, relaxing, calming, and everything I could have hoped for a quintessential Southern experience.
Although I thought we might lose Kate to Charleston she loved it so much, the next three days were spent pedal-to-the-metal back to LA. We made it home in one piece and I am so grateful for getting to experience such an adventure. It’s incredible how an enormous and unattainable-feeling goal of driving across the country amidst life, work and responsibilities manifested into a thousand tiny moments that are now a part of us. We couldn’t have done it without our amazing sponsors, who generously opened their doors to us in every city we visited. Thank you sponsors, thank you Kate, and thank you roadtrip! Hope you all enjoyed being along for the ride 🙂