DIRTY ROTTEN CHARLESTON

"Dirty Rotten Scoundrels" on tour...

I continue to receive reports about the infamous 'bowlers' at the Hilton Toledo. It seems that quite a few of our group were kept up in to the wee hours by the antics of the party platoon.

I hear through the grape vine that we have played to over 10,000 people in our four days in Toledo. Who knew the Toledoans (Toledoites?) were such rabid theatre goers?

The morning comes too early as we stumble aboard the bus to get to the Detroit airport by 9 a.m. We have a day of flying as our flight takes us from Detroit to Charlotte NC then on to North Charleston SC. Our ascent and descent on both flights is very rough. LOTS of dips, dives and stomach churning lurches. Most people can cope with this, but poor Christy suffers from severe motion sickness. By the time we land in Charlotte, she is pale enough to be transparent. After we arrive in Charleston, I run into her in the hotel elevator. She is looking a little better, but still not feeling herself. She's on her way to bed.

Michael and I take advantage of a rare evening together and take a cab into downtown Charleston to enjoy a fine meal at the city's best seafood restaurant. We spend the early part of the evening enjoying the area, checking out the architecture, the horse and carriage stable next to the parking lot, the bars, the art galleries and, ultimately, and cute little wine store. We stumble on a London-style cab and ride back to our hotel feeling royal. The weather here is a bit on the cool side, but a far site better than the cold and blowing snow in Toledo. The boys are praying for a few more degrees so that they can do some golfing on Wednesday afternoon.