I took three books to the beach last week but only read half of one because I kept dozing off as I watched the ocean waves. That, my friends, was a restful vacation.
I spent six glorious days on Kiawah Island, S.C., in early June with six other girlfriends. The trip was quite a gift. We stayed in a cottage owned by a family for whom one of the girls used to babysit.
Kiawah Island is the kind of place where deer run across the bike path and are spotted on the beach at night. My only regret was not seeing alligators even though there were many signs that warned against feeding and harassing them. Shucks.
We had some sun time. But even on cloudy days, the beach was still gorgeous.
When I wasn't snoozing on the beach, I explored the island on two wheels.
The trip allowed me to experience firsts including a trip to Charleston, which is about 40 minutes from Kiawah. Four of us girls visited the city's must-see sites like Rainbow Row, the Battery, the Market and Waterfront Park. Charleston is a walkable city, which is one reason I enjoyed it so much. There literally was history on every corner. Another thing: those Charlestonians are serious about their porches.
Back on Kiawah Island, we took turns cooking dinner. We also went out a few nights. One evening, we paid a visit to the hoity toity Ocean Course. (It will host the 2012 PGA Championships in August.) We had drinks as we took in the view. That's the Atlantic Ocean you're looking at just beyond the course.
I was thankful for the opportunity to recharge and to deepen my friendship with these fine lady friends.
As we left Kiawah Island that last day, we made one final touristy stop at the Angel Oak Tree, one of the oldest living things in the country. Legend has it that it's more than 1,500 years old. It's probably more like 300 to 400 years old. Either way, it's still one enormous tree.
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