SpringHill Suites Charleston North/Ashley Phosphate
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... about 15 minutes from Ed's parents' house. The camphost for this campground is a very nice retired Navy Senior Chief who gave us a spot even though we didn't have a reservation. He said he was allowing us to stay, "even though you're Coast Guard" ;) We spent all afternoon/evening at Ed's parents' house, where Maggie expended some energy playing with Bo and Smokey after being pent up in the truck all day.
Ed put another notch in his "new 5th wheel owner ...
... That AAA never goes wrong. From the outside, it looked like a restaurant that had opened years ago, and had never received an upgrade. Inside, it also looked like a restaurant that had opened years ago and never received an upgrade. One thing stood out, though, almost all the tables were full. We decided to give it a try. We were greeted, upon entry, by a large man with seemingly little personality. I asked him what's good and he muttered "fried chicken" ...
... it would be a dream world. There are about 5 miles of roads and they are FULL of light displays just like Van Duessen gardens in Vancouver only way larger in scale! Starts up Nov 8th. We drive in Charleston and walk the town for 4 hours. It is one of our favorite towns we have even seen with so much history and class and greenery, the gardens are just as nice as the houses. We like to peek into walkways as they ...
... 1891 to 1895 when it was opened.
The whole place is just amazing, the extravagance of detailing in stonework, equipment of the very latest available (Edison light bulbs of just 15 watts, but so much better than candles), an indoor swimming pool of 70,000 gals and steam heated. The first 2 lane bowling alley in a private home equipped with nooks for servants to shelter in from flying pins, while waiting to return bowls via a rail system, and resetting the pins, ...
... the most direct route, with no deviations! I'm particularly proud of this achievement as I am not known for my navigational skills or sense of direction. Indeed, I am the person who once couldn't find her way back to our hotel room in Majorca and had to rely on Tom (age 7 at the time).
Before we left the campground in Selma we had a nice chat with owners who had once visited Bath but beat a hasty retreat when they became more and ...