I'll admit, I was a bit critical initially of the eclipse. Unlike many others, I started hearing about the eclipse last November while working at my previous agency. We were doing 2017 planning and it came up in conversation. We knew then it was going to be a big deal. I remember the date distinctly because August 22nd was my second wedding anniversary and I remember the eclipse being the day before. (I also kicked myself and said why didn't we do a four year engagement and get married on eclipse day?!...haha).
Anyways, as the months passed and word spread, I started to care a little bit less about it. I felt cool knowing about it so early on, but as everyone else knew, I didn't feel like it was a hot secret. Then the panic phase of the eclipse hit where everyone started to buy the glasses and then only certain ones were approved. Initially I was against buying the glasses because I saw it as a big conspiracy for people to turn a quick buck. (I'm in marketing and should support that, but I don't like schemes). I opted to not get involved in the hoopla and thus missed out on buying the glasses before it became totally impossible to find certified glasses.
Because the next day was our anniversary and we are going out to dinner, we opted to just stay home, work, and enjoy the eclipse. I went out to get the mail when the partial eclipse started. I looked up for a brief second and saw the partial eclipse and that's when the realness/ coolness really hit me. I then wished I had the glasses so I could look longer. My neighbor was laying across the street on the lawn with glasses, camera, and tripod in tow. I opted to join him and saw the last bit of the partial eclipse before totality.
Totality hit and you could hear people from Charlestown Landing and across the neighborhood cheering. It was truly an awe-some experience. (I was literally in awe the whole time). I instantly regretted all the crappy things I said about the eclipse and realized why people travel hundreds of miles for two minutes. The neighborhood went dark. The temperature dropped. The craziest thing about it was how cloudy it was just prior to the eclipse. It was as if God opened up the skies just in time. Once totality ended, rain clouds followed and storm followed suit. I remembered what I heard on tv (and what was reiterated when I was in the Sistine Chapel), take pictures with your mind and not your phone. I tried to put my phone down for a while and just enjoy it. (Hence my crappy photos below). I wanted to live in that moment, since I will never get that moment back. It was truly an experience I will never forget and the fact that I got to experience at my own home, in my own neighborhood, made it that much better.
September marks my five year anniversary in Charleston. Five years and four apartments/condos/houses later. Some days it seems like the time has flown, and some days I think back to five years ago and feel like that was forever ago. Anyways, in my five years of living here, I've never really had a "night out" on Folly. I've spent many-a-beach days on Folly and have dined and partook in many-a-drinks at the restaurant and bars around Folly during daylight hours. I had never ventured to Folly at night just because (except for NYE which was a for a house party).
This past Saturday, on a whim, my husband and I decided to go to Folly. We wanted something different, outside of our usual West Ashley joints. We act like Folly is so far away, when it reality it's less than a 20 minute drive. We decided we wanted it to be a low key night so we threw on our shorts and t-shirts and headed over to Woody's on Folly. We were those people who brought our computer to a bar/restaurant since we wanted to stream the Crossfit Games (this is the Super Bowl for us Crossfitters). Woody's was just the spot for that.
Woody's is this little pizza joint a block from Folly Beach. It is a dive, by all definitions. It has plenty of outdoor picnic tables on their deck. It was shaded, and you could feel the ocean breeze. What I was amazed about Woody's was how cheap the food and beer was. I've long complained that in the five years I've lived here, I've seen Charleston go from a reasonably affordable drinking town, to an upperclass, expensive city. I was fascinated to see Woody's had Bud Light on draft for $2.75 regular price (non-happy hour). You can also get bottled domestic beer for $2.95. I couldn't tell you another Charleston restaurant/bar where you can get a bottle of Mich Ultra for under $3. The pizza was good (it's not gourmet), but for $2.50 a slice (and a decent size slice at that), it's a worth it. (They also deliver to houses on Folly, which we found out on NYE). We ended up with a salad, three slices of pizza, and like five beers (between the two of us) and got out of there for less than $40.
After Woody's we decided to venture over to Snapper Jack's and take in their rooftop deck. This was my first time on top of Snapper Jack's. It was nice to feel the ocean breeze from the top deck. I was surprised to see that Snapper Jack's and the Irish Bar across the street, turns into quite a party spot on a Saturday night. Again, I was surprised at the how cheap the drinks were for a beach bar. I paid $4 for a vodka soda. I will say I'm not one to write negatively about a place, but the bartender had quite the attitude and it took me 10 minutes to flag her down after she intentionally skipped past me multiple times and to attend to people who had just walked up to the bar. (My husband and I joke that I am maven of bad service!).
Overall, it was a nice cheap night out. It was a break from our norm. When you live this close to the beach, you sometimes get spoiled and forget to sit back and take it all in.
Haley Parler Moore
Charleston resident. Digital Marketer. Crazy Crossfitter. Bulldog Mom. Gamecock fan. Constantly clad in Lululemon.