When thinking about what word I wanted to model my year after, the only thing that came to mind was "moderation". If you know me, you know I like to give 150% into everything I do, and thus end up diving 150% into the project at hand. My world will revolve around said project and it will become an obsession.
While this is a healthy mindset for work and my career, it's not a healthy mindset for my life. I have a hard time turning off the "switch". Last year, I dove 150% into my new job, Crossfit, and just every day life. I pushed myself to see what my limit was. While it wasn't a bad thing, I certainly hit my limit, and many times when doing so, felt inadequate in the process. I tried too hard to be the best, forgetting in the process to enjoy the ride and learn from my mistakes. An error on the job, left me feeling like my whole life was a giant error. A bad Crossfit workout that day, would be put me in a bad mood for the rest of the day. Eating fast food would make me feel like I was so ridiculously unhealthy. This all led to a giant amount of frustration and anger towards myself and the ones and I loved.
That led me to where I am today, "moderation". The initial word came up when I was trying to drastically scale back my alcohol consumption. After going 21 days without a single drop of alcohol, and then having a couple drinks from time to time, I realized I was fully capable of moderation on that end. But what about everything else? How could I apply this word to my everyday life?
First, after reading a very inspiring piece from Holly Butcher, a 27 year old Australian woman, who recently passed away from cancer, I realized how truly short life is to stress and allow certain petty things to take over my life. It hit so close to home reading about someone, who was my age, pass away from a disease that any of us could get. I realized who cares if I had chicken nuggets today or drank a glass of wine because I had a rough day. I realized how very little it matters in life. This quote specifically punched me in the gut:
"You might have got caught in bad traffic today, or had a bad sleep because your beautiful babies kept you awake, or your hairdresser cut your hair too short. Your new fake nails might have got a chip, your boobs are too small, or you have cellulite on your arse and your belly is wobbling.
Let all that shit go.. I swear you will not be thinking of those things when it is your turn to go. It is all SO insignificant when you look at life as a whole. I’m watching my body waste away right before my eyes with nothing I can do about it and all I wish for now is that I could have just one more Birthday or Christmas with my family, or just one more day with my partner and dog. Just one more."
That's when it hit me, it's okay to live a moderate life. It's okay to enjoy things you love and to not stress out about them. I don't have to make everything 150% of my life. I can go workout without feeling like I'm competing against everyone else. I can bust my tail at work, but enjoy it and learn while I ago. I can leave to take a walk with my dog when work gets hard or the days start to get mundane. I have control over my life and I chose to live it moderately.
Is #20GreatTeen a thing? If not, we should make it a thing. So far 2018 is off to a tremendous start. (It's only been four days, so may be I should give it sometime...but who cares?!). I think I was one of the few who didn't think 2017 was that terrible either. It certainly had some low points, I struggled with some issues over the summer, but I was proud of myself for being able to turn those around and really end 2017 on a very positive note.
Anyways, I sit here blogging on what is now day two of our "snow day". I was pretty excited about the snow. It hadn't really snowed here since I moved here back in 2012. The last snow I saw was in January 2011 when I was at USC. After sliding on ice on a bridge and wrecking my car in 2011, I'm sitting this one out, comfortably in my pjs with my coffee at home.
If you can't tell already, one of my main goals for the new year is to be more positive. In the past the glass was half empty for me. I'm working to change that around. I mean I have a career that I love (I work from my Lululemon clothes everyday). I have a home that is well lived in. I can afford food on the table and to splurge every now and then. I'm at one of my healthiest and physically fit times in life. So what do I have to complain about? Sure the world has it's faults, my husband and I get in a tiff every now and then, but overall, I have what I need and I need to be grateful.
I'm also looking forward to becoming more of a leader in and out of the workplace this year. With each passing year, I become less and less of a "young" adult and more and more of an "actual" adult. (Scary, I know!) In the process, I have discovered things that I am truly passionate about and want to share with others.
One thing that I am passionate about is cryptocurrency. I spent the second half of the year learning and beginning to invest extra money into it. I truly see this as way to make a secondary income for myself and for other women out their. I see this as the path to financial freedom. I am hoping to launch a Women in Crypto meet up this year (stay tuned Charleston ladies!).
I hope everyone elses' 2018 is off to an amazing start! Let's all work together to make it #20GREATteen!
Anyways, here are some pictures from our "snow day". A lot of fun, but now I'm ready for summer!
You blinked your eyes and just like that it's Thanksgiving week with Black Friday and Cyber Monday on the horizon. If you are anything like me, you've thought about making a Holiday list, but then got distracted and have yet to actually do it. You've probably also been asked by significant others and relatives the age old question, "What do you want for Christmas?" (queue my best grandma voice). So if you are stuck as to what to get friends, family, and significant others for Christmas, here are a couple of my recommendations.
Lululemon Vinyasa Scarf/Wrap
If you know me or have ever seen me in public (hope I had on makeup that day) then you probably know that basically all I wear is Lululemon. While I hate that I love expensive workout gear (at least I actually use most of it given the amount I workout) a few of my favorite staples are my Lululemon Vinyasa Scarf and my Lululemon Vinyasa Wrap. Picture above is the Wrap. It makes a great, elegant piece paired over a dress or even a casual outfit. It also works ell as an extra layer on chilly fall or spring days. When it actually gets cold out, it can be used as a scarf. Lulu's Vinyasa Scarves' are great too. I like my scarf for more casual looks. If you have the luxury of living near an outlet, you can typically find them on a good marked down price. If not, you can find the wrap here ($29 on Markdown mind you!) and the scarf here. These truly make the best gifts for friends and those who you don't want to worry about buying the wrong size.
If you are in the mood to "shop small" this Holiday season, I highly recommend High Tide Designs based here in Charleston. My friend and former co-worker, Lauren, started this business over a year ago and her work is amazing. I love this small Oyster Pendant and Necklace. I bought this for my mother-in-law for Mother's Day (or her birthday, I forget) and she loved it. This is a great gift for those that love the coastal life, but want to avoid the "tchotchke" Charleston gift. Not only will the recipient love this, but you are also helping a small business grow. Check out Lauren's Etsy store for more of her work.
Bernhardt Field Diver Watch
While we are still on the accessories train, if you are looking for an inexpensive watch check out Bernhardt's Field Diver Watch. The watch is only $169. What I really love about Bernhardt is that they are a family run business, with all watches being designed by hand in North Carolina. The product is high quality and Bernhardt firmly stands behind their product. Watches are pieces that are hung on to for years, so when buying a watch it's important to buy a durable, "timeless" (no pun intended) piece. Shop Bernhardt's full collection here.
We recently bought an Amazon Echo and I love it! Alexa is my new BFF. Working from home can get lonely, so it's nice to be able to play music while I work without relying on my phone and bluetooth. It uses our Amazon Prime account and plays music available to Prime users. It's also great to utilize for reminder purposes and just has an overall source of entertainment. Alexa's jokes are quite funny. This is a great gift for the tech junky who seems to have everything.
I love Nectar Sunglasses. I bought the pair above (Rey) over the summer. I wore them basically every day and unfortunately after a few too many drinks at Follypalooza, I lost them. I was heartbroken (like seeing a sick puppy, heartbroken) about it. Well, what I love about Nectar is that the glasses are not that expensive (much cheaper than Ray Bans). I could have gotten the same pair I had for $39.99, but as God would have it, a few days later, I received an email from Nectar with a 50% off offer when bought off of Amazon. I ended up getting the Coltic/Wayfarer style and love them. What I also love about Nectar vs big name sunglass companies, is that Nectar is local. For a fraction of the price you can give someone a high quality pair of sunglasses (with a lifetime warranty) and also support honey bees and a local business Visit Nectar's store here.
Sometimes life gets a little overwhelming and you just want to escape for a few days. I recently had the opportunity to escape the day to day routine and spend a few days alone at Litchfield Beach and Golf Resort. This was the first time I've actually gone on a trip completely alone. I was a little hesitant at first, scared I might get bored, but I truly loved being alone and being on my own time. I got to do what I wanted to do. (Obviously, since I have the luxury of working remotely, I worked during the day.)
I arrived in Litchfield Sunday afternoon. I arrived a little before sunset, so I dropped my things, poured some wine and walked down to the beach. The beach was about a quarter of a mile walk from my room. There are a bunch of properties on the resort including beach houses and condos. My dad purchased his condo in the Summerhouse section earlier this year. He bought it so we can use it as a family. The properties is also available to rent through the resort, so sometimes it can be difficult to snag the condo before it's booked, which is why I planned a mid-week trip. Anyways, the walk to the beach was nice and scenic. There is a walkway that takes you straight there, so you don't have to worry about walking on busy roads.
I arrived to the beach right in time for sunset. The sunset was remarkable! It was also a relatively warm Sunday for October, so I could still enjoy putting my feet in the ocean. I sipped my wine and enjoyed the solitude.
After enjoying the sunset on the beach, I went back to the condo, sipped some more wine and called it a night. I woke up Monday and went for a run on the beach, again enjoying the warm temperatures. However, I was promptly reminded Monday afternoon that it was indeed fall, as thunderstorms rolled in and dropped the temperatures. I hopped on 17 and headed up the Lululemon Outlet in Myrtle Beach to get some retail therapy in. I ended up buying a jacket and scarf because I was FREEZING. I then headed over to the Market Commons where I enjoyed a nice, quiet happy hour/dinner at Co. I have been to the Co here in Charleston and enjoy it; however, I wanted to try the Myrtle Beach Co because I knew they had sushi. The happy hour prices were great and even included some sushi rolls. This was my first time in the Market Common area of Myrtle Beach. It was so cute, far from the touristy Myrtle Beach feel. After dinner, I headed back to Litchfield.
Tuesday was a quiet day. What I really loved about the resort was they had a full Starbucks on site. (Not one of the janky hotel Starbucks that just serves Starbucks coffee, but a legit Starbucks). The Starbucks was just a few steps from the hotel. I also enjoyed swimming laps in the indoor pool. It was a fun change from my normal workout routine. I enjoyed a quiet Tuesday night, enjoying happy hour and dinner at Webster's (the restaurant on site). The food was good, old fashioned Southern food. I am eager to go back in the summer when they have the Tiki Bar outside open.
Overall, my experience was great. I am happy to have this as a place to go and relax when I want to. I love the Litchfield area. It's so peaceful and quiet. It's a great escape from the busy city that Charleston has become. It's only a little over an hour away, so it's a great little getaway.
It's been a little over 24 hours since news broke of the worst mass shooting in US History. Every morning, when I wake up, I lay in bed and do a brief skim of the news of the day, before starting my day. I noticed on Monday morning an alert about a shooting in Vegas. I was half asleep, and paid no mind to it. I then did my daily social media check and saw that not only was there a shooting, there was a mass shooting. Shock, disgust, and how did this happen AGAIN, went through my head. The feeling of being numb to this type of news ran through my body. Hatred filled my mind, because I felt numb to the news. Why, why, why was all I kept asking.
Now let's rewind to the night prior. Sunday night was a somewhat normal night. We had a lazy Sunday. Typically, on Sunday nights, we watch football or something pretty light hearted. Well, as we were skimming the guide, one show caught our attention, Active Shooter: Colorado Movie Theater Shooting (or something like that). What's weird is my husband knows that real crime drama shows cause me intense anxiety and inability to sleep. However, he was intrigued and we both got sucked in. After the show, we started talking about mass shootings. It was a hard conversation to have. The documentary highlighted what everyday people and first responders do in an active shooter situation. We had the conversation of what we would do. All I kept thinking is no matter what, I wouldn't want to be separated from my husband in a situation like that. If I died, I would want him by my side.
Now, all that keeps filling my head is how many people lost their husband, wife, or loved ones and in such a tragic manner. How many husband's and wive's told their significant other to escape only to be gunned down themselves. How many goodbye's that never got said. My heart absolutely breaks.
Last week, was my first week in my new car. Part of the new car package was a Sirius XM radio subscription. I've previously had Sirius and was happy to have it again. Well, during my commute back and forth to the gym on Thursday, Buzz from the Highway was chatting with a woman on the phone who said she was excited to see them at the Route 91 Harvest Music Festival. On Saturday and Sunday, I listened to the live broadcast from the festival. Now, I can't help wondering, what happened to the lady on the phone. Is she okay? She's a stranger, who I've never met, but to hear her excitement for her weekend in Vegas, that now probably has turned into nightmares and anxiety (at best) and at worst injuries or death, breaks my heart.
I keep running through my head, that this could of been me, my husband, my friends, my family. We love country music, we love traveling. I was preparing to ask my husband if we could go to the festival next year. I try not live in the panic and fear the world. But it's hard to feel like you can trust anyone any more. A simple beep of the horn at someone who almost hit you in traffic, can turn into a gun shot. A trip to the grocery store, can end badly. It's scary to see how close to home these shootings have become. The Mother Emanuel shooting was right next door to my office at the time (and I was the last one there late that night). The Fort Lauderdale Airport shooting happened three weeks to the day that we flew in and out of that terminal. I just can't help but live in fear. Anxiety protrudes my mind and makes it hard to sleep. I want to live in a world that mass violence and terrorism aren't a daily occurrence. I want to bring children into a world where they can go to school and my only worry is if someone pushes them in the hallway, not shoots them.
I grieve for the 59 people who went to a concert and never came home. To the people who walked out the door of their house, with kids, pets, and family inside, never to return. I celebrate those who risked everything to ensure a fellow human was safe. I applaud the law enforcement and first responders who responded to the scene and probably still have yet to get more than a hours sleep. To the doctor's who went into auto pilot and just tried to save as many lives as possible knowing that the odds were stacked against them. I celebrate the people who held the hands of strangers so they didn't have to die alone.
These are just my thoughts as I process all that has occurred. An event that occurred thousands of miles away, yet feels like it occurred in my own backyard.
Sorry for no updates lately. Work has been crazy, life has been slightly hectic, and all the other excuses I can throw in this sentence to make you believe I wasn't neglecting my blog. Anyways, I say life has been hectic, but really nothing big has been going on. The biggest adventure we have gone on as of late was a Labor Day weekend trip to NYC/Brooklyn. I had been looking forward to this trip since we came back from Europe. I love NYC. This was my 6th trip in 10 years. My 4th trip in three years.
I was super excited to see my best friend, Elizabeth, but this was also a "Moore Family Vaycay" as my in-laws were in town for a wedding that we all attended that weekend. Anyways, our trip started super early on a Friday (seriously I think we took the first flight out of CHS). We got into JFK a little after 8. Took the train (my first time taking the train from the airport) to our hotel. It saved us a load of money. Since our hotel was right in South Brooklyn, there was a subway station less than a quarter of a mile away. I would advise to really study the train system from JFK because it got quite confusing fast (and that was after I had already had the route planned). Anyways, we got in and were able to check into our hotel early. We stayed at the brand new Hilton Brooklyn. The hotel was quite nice, and it was one of the cheaper options (outside of a crappy Hampton Inn we were originally supposed to stay at in Manhattan).
Anyways, after checking into our hotel we hopped a train to downtown Manhattan. We were starved, since we had been up since 4 am. I spotted a Shake Shack at Fulton Station and hightailed it over there. I got to enjoy my first Shake Shack experience and it was worth every penny and more. After, we finished our breakfast/brunch, we tried unsuccessfully to meet up with my in laws. Finally, we were able to track them down and head up to One World Trade Center Observatory.
Let's be honest, I hate heights. HATE, HATE, HATE, HATE them. Anyways, my palms were sweaty, as we shot up 100 floors in 60 seconds. They played a movie in the elevator, which would have been cool, had I not been having a slight panic attack. Anyways, we reached the top floor, and omg, it was amazing. The views were indescribable. You could see every borough of New York, Jersey, the Statue of Liberty. Everything. I realized my fear of heights is only if I look down and not out. My mother in law made reservations at the restaurant on top of One World Trade Center. One of my favorite memories, is seeing my husband's face after ordering two Amstel LIghts and the bill was $30 before tip. You definitely are paying for the views.
Anyways, after lunch, we wandered back to the hotel, napped, and got ready for the Yankees vs Red Sox game. We met up with my friend, Elizabeth, at a little dive bar on the Upper East Side. We had a couple drinks before wandering to her place of work (she's a bartender, I didn't wander my drunk self into a random place of business.) We had a few more drinks and off we went to Yankee Stadium.
I would say the game was quite memorable, but that would be a lie. Let's just say I pre-gamed a baseball game a little too hard. It was fun, and awesome to go. I remember most of the game, and it went by fast. We pretty much just hung around the bars in the stadium. We bought a hat to show proof that we were there.
After the game, we went back to the Upper East Side and after a pit stop of buying dumplings at a random Chinese restaurant because I had to pee in their bathroom, we made it back to the bar we started at. After a few more drinks that I don't recall, we headed back to Brooklyn.
Saturday, I woke up feeling rough, but managed to throw on some Lululemon leggings and a tank and head to breakfast with my in laws at Tavern on the Green. That restaurant was breathtaking. Dinner at Tavern on the Green is now on my bucket list.
After breakfast, I prayed to God and everything holy to make me feel like a human again. He responded after a nap and a heavy dose of Tylenol. We headed to our friends wedding in Brooklyn. The wedding was a TON of fun. Great music, awesome food and drink. Overall (and I'm pretty tough on weddings, I only give my own a B+), I gave this one an A. After the wedding, we headed to the after party at a speak easy. We decided we were starving, and desperately wanted some NYC pizza, so we headed next door to a pizza joint, called Sizzle. OMG OMG OMG so good, and so needed. I finally felt human after going through the worst hangover of my life.
Sunday was a quiet day, met up with the newlyweds at a local Brooklyn bar, grabbed a bite, and jetted home. It wqs a fast trip, but VERY memorable (from everything that I can remember). Here are some pictures from the trip.
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.
This time last week I was soaking up the sun at the Marriott Resort at Hilton Head Island. I joined my mom and my grandmother there for a few days while my mom attended the Municipal Association of South Carolina's Annual Conference. (For those that don't know, my mom is a Cayce, SC Councilwoman and is also President of the Lexington County Municipal Association. Yeah, she's kinda a big deal!) Anyways, I spent last Wednesday-Saturday taking a much needed break, while enjoying time with my family. Here is a recap of my little vaycay.
I arrived Wednesday afternoon. Wednesday night we had a pre-planned dinner with the City of Cayce and some additional colleagues at Red Fish in Hilton Head. Red Fish was amazing! First you walk in and you are surrounded by wine, which makes the wine-o in me very happy. We started by ordering some cocktails and apps for the table. My mom got to experience her first Moscow Mule (which I think she enjoyed). I also ordered the Moscow Mule and it was delicious. To eat, I ordered the Bronzed Mahi Mahi. It was perfectly cooked. Very light. The perfect meal for those looking to indulge, but still fit in their bikini the next day. For dessert, my grandmother and I shared the Creme Brulee and OMG it was probably the best dessert I've ever eaten. If I wasn't in public, I would have licked the bowl dry. After dinner, we went back to the hotel bar and enjoyed some cocktails before calling it a night.
Thursday my mom was in meetings all day so I hung by the pool and the beach. The resort is nice, but not my favorite. It could definitely use a facelift. (A little nip and tuck every now and then never hurt anyone). The pool was large and open. I loved that they had poolside food and drink service. The drinks were a bit pricey, but I guess you are paying for the location, not the alcohol. What I thoroughly loved about the resort is being to bounce from the pool to the beach with ease. The beach was right next to the pool. Only a few steps away and you were enjoying the white sandy Hilton Head beach. l loved that the resort was bit secluded so the beach wasn't overly crowded. I must admit, as much I love Charleston, the beaches at Hilton Head have our beaches beat. They are so much wider and sandier. Anyways, after spending the day in the sun, my mom, grandmother, and myself had a low key dinner at a restaurant near the resort.
Friday was kind of a lazy day. We all went to a luncheon hosted by the Municipal Association at the resort. The speaker was probably one of the funniest men I've ever met. He had me almost peeing in my pants at times. After the luncheon, we enjoyed sometime by the pool and then got ready for dinner. MPA Strategies and LandPlan Group hosted a wonderful Lowcountry Boil (aka Frogmore Stew aka Beaufort Stew) at Skull Creek Boathouse. The views from the restaurant were amazing. The food was just as good. From the BLT sandwiches and pimento cheese appetizers, to the Lowcountry Boil, mac and cheese, and the rest of the fixin's it was a beyond delicious. It was truly the perfect way to end this little mini vaycay. I enjoyed the sunset and called it a night. I was excited to head back to Charleston to visit with some friends who were in from NYC.
Anyways, here are some snaps from the trip. Hilton Head Island was a great little getaway. It was only a two hour drive from Charleston. It was nice to experience the beach life outside of Charleston and just relax and renew my mind and body for a few days.
The 4th of July has come and gone....sigh. I love the 4th of July. It's the middle of the summer when the temperatures go up and the tourists go down. When you can go to the beach, without sitting in hours worth of traffic. (But prepared to sweat your buns off). Anyways. what an amazing 5 day weekend we had. We started our weekend by celebrating a friends' birthday at Hall's. We got to do things we haven't ever done including tubing down the Edisto River, had a pool day, enjoyed Sullivan's Island on the 4th and Fireworks at a friend's house on James Island after.
Tubing the Edisto
If you're a local and haven't had a chance to tube down the Edisto River, I highly recommend it. It is fun, long day. We packed the car and tubes (deflated of course) and headed to Givhan's Ferry State Park. Being rookies, we made a lot of rookie mistakes. We were initially supposed to meet some other people who would be our second car, but didn't realize how far out the park and the other people didn't make it in time. So with our one car, we ventured out.
We went out of our way to find an ATM because we thought the park admittance of $5/person was cash only. We learned two things about this. First, there is a gas station right there, so you do not need to go out of your way to find one. Second, the park accepts debit cards.
Once we arrived and parked we had the mission of blowing up all of our floats. We brought a bicycle pump thinking that would be efficient. Lesson learned, it is worth the couple extra bucks to buy an electric pump. Luckily, some kind people camping at the park let us borrow theirs. It still took a good 20 minutes to fully inflate our tubes with the electric pump.
Once we got on the river, all was well. It was actually quite peaceful. There were other groups floating as well. One house left the music on really loud so we had some jams. We cracked open some beers as soon as we hit the water. (You can't drink at the park). The float lasted a good 3-4 hours. The river moved pretty fast (for the Edisto atleast). The water levels were high due to recent rainfall. We stopped at a beach, which we thought was close the end. DNR was out in full force, so we decided just go on with our float. We ended up paddling a good bit to get to the end, just because we were tired, a bit sunburnt, and needed to ensure there were people at the boat landing (the finish point) who could take us back.
We managed to find a ride, deflate our floats, and head home. I am absolutely looking forward to doing it again before the end of the summer. The bigger the group the better! So grab your friends and let's go!
Haley Parler Moore
Charleston resident. Digital Marketer. Crazy Crossfitter. Bulldog Mom. Wife. Gamecock fan. Constantly clad in Lululemon.