Which one do you prefer?… is the inevitable question every time the trip to Savannah and Charleston comes up.
Well, none…, I mean BOTH!… is my answer because, honestly, these two shouldn’t be compared; I’d rather see them as an old couple, harmoniously complementing each other.
Indeed, if Savannah were a lady of a certain age and of the Victorian era, Charleston would have been an American Gentleman nearing retirement, extremely wealthy, aristocratic, with impeccable taste, elegantly sipping his spiked sweet tea from a crystal glass on his mansion’s porch – a mellow man.
There is a masculine quality about Charleston, I think you will agree, evident as we will walk past some of the city’s glorious mansions, visit a couple of impeccably preserved historic homes and learn about Charleston’s earliest colonial history as we walk through the first permanent English settlement in Carolina.
But, for now, our first impressions: an early afternoon walk on an unexpectedly cool day, through the Historic City Market to the Waterfront and its famous pineapple fountain. Surprised at first, it didn’t take long to learn that, through time, the pineapple became a symbol of friendship and hospitality, a sign often repeated throughout the city as a token of welcome.
April 9th, 2018