In Charleston, we very rarely get snow, especially that sticks. The last time was in 2010, and that was just 3 inches. The current record on file was the snow before that. In 1989, we got 8 inches of snow! People still talk about that because it was a white Christmas right after Hurricane Hugo. I was 3, almost 4, at that time, and I still remember it. We lived in northern North Carolina at the time and I remember getting lost in it (I think I just walked behind a tree briefly), but there are photos of me and it’s about half as tall as I was where we lived.
Before that, it looks like the city got a few inches every 15-30 years.
Needless to say, this was incredibly. The city government shut down the day before, few restaurants were open, and those that were, the employees who were there were staying the night. If you’ve ever visited Charleston, you have no doubt noticed the plethora of bridges. Charleston city actually encompasses the peninsula (what most people associate with Charleston), James Island (you guessed it, an island), West Ashley (where Dayton Hall and Magnolia Plantation are located), and Mount Pleasant (it’s own city, but where Patriots Point and Middleton Place are both located and is connected to the peninsula by the iconic Ravenel Bridge)
Well, the greater Charleston area was built to withstand major hurricanes. In recent years, no bridges have had to close due to damage from hurricanes, and we’ve had some doozies. They close during the hurricane (when they’re unsafe to drive across), and are closed until they can be inspected, but I have never known a bridge to actually withstand major damage from a hurricane.
Snow, however, and the city freaks out. Everything has closed: bridges, businesses, city government, etc. There were a lot of trucks and awd vehicle (and some not awd vehicles that were having some difficulties) riding around, but most of the vehicles I saw around were police cars patrolling. There were a lot of accidents off the peninsula, but you really can’t get going too fast on the peninsula.
Anyway, if you follow me in instagram, you may have seen my series of videos on my instastory. I actually only got a couple of hours of sleep the night before, I was so excited. I really love snow like this. A couple of inches, shuts down the city, and then melts. Where I’m from in Raleigh, we would get this about once or twice a year, and it was incredible. Yesterday, I was actually perched on the couch looking out the window, as the sleet and ice turn to snow, and quickly started to accumulate.
Around noon, my husband and I ventured out to take a look. We took our dog for a walk down to the battery and then back because she started whining.
Then a couple of hours later, we went out so that I could take some photos. Unfortunately, my phone went on the fritz almost immediately. Turns out, my phone does not take well to cold. But I was able to get these photos in before it completely quit on me.
This is actually the rectory of our Church, currently resided in by a family originally from Boston. As you can imagine, they weren’t really fazed. They were well prepared with this flag, and I saw their kids playing hockey outside.
This is Broad Street facing King Street and the Catholic Church, Cathedral of St. John the Baptist.
Turning around, this is Broad Street at about Church Street, facing East Bay. That is the Old Exchange and Provost Dungeon at the end of the street.
Here is Church Street facing North at Broad Street. This is St. Phillips Episcopal Church.
We started off together, taking some photos. But we had not gotten anything for lunch and by mid-afternoon David was starving (I had been able to get a small salad together, but I wasn’t far behind). So we separated at Broad and East Bay, he going North up East Bay where many of the restaurants are (and luckily found one upon), and I cut over to Waterfront Park where the iconic pineapple fountain is now sitting frozen.
I had seen so many incredible photos of this fountain, I had to run over and get some of my own. I keep forgetting we live so close to it. It was incredible though!
Obligatory picture of Rainbow Row. I love my city!
I then cut down to the battery for photos of the beautiful houses down there!
After this photo my phone finally died. While I wanted more photos, this was the end of my list.
I finally joined him a Sushi Blues he had several bowls of the house soup (incredibly, every five minutes a few more people would order it and she would yell out “two/three/four more house soup!”) and a roll, and I had the hibachi teriyaki chicken (delicious but so much food! David finished it for me). They actually had a dryer going for patrons to dry their clothes, and let us charge our phones!
By the time we left the sun had started setting, so we got some beautiful photos of the city as the sun set.
We walked down Market Street (which we usually avoid because it’s atrocious to drive and usually so busy!), but it was incredible to see in the snow.
City Market from Broad Street.
One of my favorite streets, King Street.
And, finally, St. Michael’s Church, where we are members and also got married.
We finally got home around 8:30. I had walked about three miles around the lower portion of the peninsula in the snow and I was exhausted! During the day I had been warm enough in my not made for actual cold weather multiple layers (a pair of long lulumon paints, with jeans on top; a pair of thick athletic socks, long LL Bean socks, and my bean boots; two long sleeve t-shirts, a Patagonia, and a wool coat; thin leather gloves and a Patagonia headband over my ears). But by this point my hands, especially, were so cold. We came home, took a hot bath, and went to bed. I was asleep by 9pm and slept until 8am. And I’m still exhausted. But it was a perfect day!