We were off the ship and ready for Charleston by 10. Our hotel for the next two days was about 20 minutes outside of the city, so we weren't ready to head there yet. We walked the City Market on Market Street and knew we had to take the kids on a carriage ride, one of Charleston's biggest money makers. I've been on a carriage ride each time I've been and each time it's one of my favorite parts of the trip. They have several different routes they can take you, and this time our guide took us west to the College of Charleston. Ella was mostly interested in the horse, and Amelia and Alex fell asleep, but Shaun and I enjoyed it.
Some of the beautiful houses on our tour. Most homes in Charleston are owned by individuals (about 85%), with only 15% being sublet into condos. The average historical home in Charleston is going to run you one million dollars or more depending on size and location.
Broad Street. I loved all the shops. Charleston is such a beautiful city, although it largely went unappreciated by my three hot and tired kids.
They did like Chico though.
After our carriage ride Shaun and I wanted to show the kids where we stayed for one night on our honeymoon, the illustrious Charleston Place. It's pretty shwanky, but we had a free beach house for the week so we took one night and came to Charleston to stay. The kids were pretty impressed. But I don't know who wouldn't be.
Here we are in the lobby of Charleston Place, almost thirteen years later with three kids. The kids had fun on the grand staircase.
We were all tired, hot, and hungry, so it was time for lunch, followed by ice cream. We were having withdrawals from our anytime ice cream on the ship.
But really, the best part of the entire day was probably playing in the hotel pool that night. We all got in and played with some of the other families for over two hours. The kids loved it. I hated that our hotel was outside of the city, but really it was the best place we could have stayed.
So that about wraps up day 6. Just one more day in Charleston, the Fourth of July no less, before we head back home.
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