Day 39
I’m still not feeling quite right in the tummy, but Geri says no one wants to hear about my gastric problems, so that’s all I have to say about that. It rained all night here in Charleston, and I do have one complaint about our coach; it has a hard roof, and the raindrops make a drumming sound that is a little bothersome. But I got a pretty good night’s sleep anyway. I got up with Don, got my breakfast, and Don went off to the shower. When he got back and got dressed, we got in the truck and went to a store to get some bottles of water for Geri. We were also looking for some of my food, but there weren’t any stores nearby that have it. So, when we got back to the rig, Don looked on the internet for a place that had my food and found one five miles away. Geri was ready to go, so we got back in the truck and headed out. After a little driving, we pulled into a parking lot in front of a PetsMart! My favorite store! I love to shop there! There’s always some food bags that are leaking, and the clerks always have treats for me. And they didn’t take me into the store! Boy, was I, umm, upset. But, then, I figured that they’re getting this stuff for me, and if they don’t do it, who will? So I calmed down.
Then we drove into downtown Charleston, and looked at all the really beautiful homes in the old part of the city. It really is grand. There was a mansion on the waterfront where some workmen were making some repairs, and laying on the porch supervising them was another Goldie! We stopped and took a walk on a pier that overlooked the waterfront, and spent some time in a park area that had some lovely fountains. Geri and Don thought the signs at the fountains that said that no lifeguards were on duty were really funny. We got back in the truck and went to a restaurant that Gary had recommended, the Hominy Grill, and they had lunch there. Don liked it more than Geri did. Then we drove out to Sullivan’s Island to see an old fort that had been there since the Revolution, Fort Moultrie. They enjoyed the history lesson and the tour of the fort; I enjoyed the grassy meadow that surrounded it, and the chance to sniff some Revolutionary territory. We all had a good time there. On the way back, we stopped at Patriot’s Point, where the USS Yorktown is berthed. Don visited the ship some years ago, so he didn’t make Geri do the tour today. But we did stop at a display that memorialized the contribution of the submarine service to the winning of what they call the Cold War. Which I guess is better than a Hot War. Don had worked on a lot of the submarines that were memorialized there, and was glad to see that their contributions had been recognized.
When we went back to the coach, they were still stuffed from their lunches, so no dinner, no plates. But they did give me a new toy that they had gotten a PetsMart, a crunchy toy that they know I love. I’m so lucky, they’re always doing nice things for me. Except for not letting me into PetsMart. Guess we can’t have everything. Don’t know what we’re doing tomorrow, but you can be sure I’ll let you know! G’Night!