It felt wonderful to be back in the Holy City for a week. Though we moved away six and three years ago, respectively, we've never stopped missing the Lowcountry. Luckily, we still have a group of friends living in the area, so we had a place to stay and some fabulous people to catch up with while there. 

Because you never know what will happen at AC's, we didn't bring the nice camera out on the town with us, but we couldn't help snapping a few photos while strolling along King Street or out on Folly Beach.

No matter how many times we walk out to the lighthouse, I always find myself stopping to stare and snap a few photos. It felt right, as we were about to embark on a crazy journey, to make the walk that Mike and I had made within weeks of meeting once again. 

Thanks again to our favorite pair, Courtney and Travel, for hosting us, to the beautiful Selina for giving us two incredible (and much needed) haircuts, to Luke for being the best kayak guide in South Carolina (and probably the world), to Dooley and Warren for treating us to a karaoke performance of Papa Roach's Last Resort, to Andrew for gracing us with his presence in between pedi cab shifts and intense training at the rock gym (we kid!) and everyone else who made our visit that much more fun.

We love you all, and damn it do we love Charleston.