Tuesday, May 5, 2009

deep south

after an auspicious start with pouring rain in the appalachians we made it to Folly beach outside of charleston and met up w/ an un-hairy krishna for rooftop drinks (grilled cheese for stella; everybody needs some type of indulgence after a day on the road) and a long walk along the beach under the moon. stella, who has been subject to a looped recording of malibu beach her entire life as a sleep-aid went unconscious immediately. we learned a little about the RV scene and now can talk about "full hook-ups" and the relative merits of "pulling thru" vs "back-ins" w/o sounding naughty.
we got to meet up w/ Stephen and Adrianne in Romansburg. Adrianne has two buns in the oven and one well-formed and well-mannered loaf named William. He gave stella a nice hug and kiss and showed her how to do a summersault in a restarurant booth.
here we are in south carolina well-ensconced in marshiness. fishing is big here. i tried to talk fishing w/ a ten year-old and i couldn't even fake it.
stella kickin' it on the boardwalk

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