I know the Carolina coast is fed by the gulf-stream, and therefore warm, but I wasn't prepared for the veritable hot tub of Sullivan's Island. We waded across 3 sandbars on our way out to sea, but were still only chest-high a quarter mile out.
Ultraviolet radiation made a fool of my hubris. I'll sport a mantle of red and dying skin cells for the next week.
Jeremy will too, even though he spent half of our sea-side escape applying sunscreen.
We wandered downtown Charleston Wednesday night, but didn't plan ahead and ended up walking the 2.5 miles back to the hostel after the trolleys stopped running. Cool town. Lots of character. Shame we were only there for a night.
In a freak instance of synchronicity, the other bed in our hostel room was occupied by a fellow Knoxvillian, with whom we shared common friends back home and some delicious tacos Thursday afternoon.
Got stung on the foot by a jellyfish Thursday morning, then got stung on the other foot by another jellyfish 30 mins later. One of our party (who shall remain nameless for dignity's sake) graciously bathed my assailed appendage in ammonia, to no discernible effect. Oh well.
But now, back to Knoxville, and back to work. Americorps orientation starts Monday, then 40 hours/wk the next Monday.
Summer is over. But Fall is pretty cool too.
i didn't know about the jellyfish! sheesh! Your sunburn will make you the coolest guy at orientation:) looks like you all had a blast.
ReplyDeletewho is the new knoxville person? do we know him? how strange.
ReplyDeleteHis name is Mike and he's a UT grad student who goes to Cornerstone church out west.
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