Easter Break started with a sardine packed drive to Charlotte in the infamous Honda Prelude. Gracious enough Sam let gave me a ride along with Clara and Sean. Bags stuffed in the truck and in the middle of the seat my leg went numb within the first 5 minutes but I knew the trip to Chuck town had a price to pay. I sucked to up all the way to Sam’s house in Huntersville. After some confusion we loaded 4 bikes on the back on an Echo and made a 5-minute drive to a local coffee shop where my buddy Matt aka “Spitting Kodiak,” was going to pick me up. Sipping on a poorly made and over sweetened latte I read a book outside in the crisp cool air. When Matt arrived we went back to his house and headed out to Chuck town that morning but not before eating the famous “Biscuit Factory.”
Arriving mid-afternoon we settled in and soon headed out one of my favorite restaurants in Charleston, “The Majestic.” Harrison, Matt, and myself finished up our meal and met up with everyone at Harrison’s apartment. That night we made our way out to a local gathering with I forget the name of and had a good time with some friends.
The next day I head out on a bike ride after an organic breakfast at Rurdfurd’s Café. After getting a flat in the biggest bridge in Chuck town I stop at Mike’s Bike in Mtn. Pleasant. Later that night we have an awesome dinner at the Pottery Barn House on Vanderhouset St. I meet Maria Coe who was more than a gracious host for the 8 guys stopping by for a pasta dinner. It was like eating in a Pottery Barn House and having Martha Stewart cook for you. Awesome dinner!
Moving forward to Saturday night I we soon realize that night was going to be a “night of second’s,” says Tyler. The first Seafood restaurant the 5 of us go to do not work out and we go the one a few blocks down. The first concert we go to doesn’t work out and we head to the “Starting Tuesday” concert at Cumberland’s. Then the Hollywood video is closed so we go to the Blockbuster. Even though everything was at second choice it work out great and we all had a excellent time.
Sunday morning we accidentally sleep-in and rush to Church, but still arrive early somehow. Grubbing down on some pastries and coffee we wait outside under a huge white tent where hundreds of people gather in the name of God. Church was amazing and the worship music blew me away. After Church we head to a BBQ eating hamburger, hotdogs, and cookies, great race food. Matt and I soon leave driving back to freezing B.E. only to go back to the school life I am so use to. Chuck Town was good to me this year and I can only imagine what next Easter is going to bring down in Charlestown with my fiancé.
Thanks to all who was apart of my experience in Charleston: Matt, Harrison, Tyler, Johnny, Maria, and all the rest.
The porch of Harrison's apartment
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