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... Southend Brewery where Marc had assured us they had the 2nd best burger in he whole of America (Apparently the best burger can be had on the Florida keys). With such a glowing recommendation coming from our esteemed co traveler myself and Les ordered the burger and licked our lips in anticipation. Well I'm sad to say that Marc's memory is either not very good or the brewery has made some major culinary changes for the worst as ...
... never traveled more than four hours between stops for friends and family. Granted some of those stops were my family and friends, but they actually like her better.
Before heading back, we sampled some true South Carolinian fare, including steamed clams, oyster stew, and "shrimp & grits" a combo that is remarkably tastier that it sounds. We almost made it for ...
... hopefully friendships. Would we do it again? No! Never! Would we have missed it? Not for anything in the world.
It is a gloriously sunny day and we all ride out together, all wearing the same Trek jersey and the atmosphere is so, so happy. After 9 miles we have a police escort to take us into Charleston. OK, so it's only one cop, Steve, in his police car but wow! It's like being a Tour de France ...
We figured Friday was our best night to drink since we'd still have Saturday to recover. And so we did. Good thing too because my knee was killing me. After standing on it all night, I was wincing in pain by the time TFDI came on. I am sure it would have been worse without the beer!
Friday Night's Lineup was:
TFDI (Lucca, Duke and Nash)
After hanging out with some Vermont hippie camping neighbors in the morning at Awendaw, we headed into Charleston. I was a little disappointed because the hippie's had an exceptionally handsome german shepherd who could have ended up being my boyfriend if we had more time together. Poohbear will remain in my heart till I meet the next handsome stud.
We drove into the city and parked by sheer luck right next to a thriving farmers market. All of us were hungry as ...