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The smell of pluff mud in the marsh
Going across the Ravenel bridge at sunrise and being amazed at the vibrant colors
It is palm trees swaying in the breeze
And the taste of honeysuckles in spring

And a little bit of southern charm,"bless your heart"
It is the sand between your toes, the smell of salt water, the warmth on your face and wind in your hair as you watch the waves roll in and out on Folly beach
And always funky vibes and laid back beach bums

It is jamming out to Grateful Dead music or reggae vibes at The Pour House and going to the Sunday brunch Markets on weekends.

It is strawberry picking in the Spring

It is the taste of boiled peanuts at a river dogs game and watching fireworks on 4th of July
It is oyster roasts and riding carnival rides at the fair in North Charleston in the fall
And don't forget fright night at boone hall
It is the festival of lights on James Island in the winter and wearing shorts on Christmas Eve because it is still 80 degrees

It is watching sweetgrass baskets being made  at the market downtown and learning about Gullah
Taking a stroll to the battery, admiring the colors or rainbow row and dipping your toes in the pineapple fountain

It is the rich history of  the holy city ,pirates, plantations, and unfortunately slavery but beautiful architecture

It is the taste of shrimp and grits melting in your mouth and sweet muscadine wine from Deep Water Vineyard

It is sweet childhood memories of growing up in one of the top tourist destinations and taking for granted what a unique and beautiful place it is until you grow up and know what it is like to live somewhere else