After dropping Lon off at camp, I went to the Joseph Manigault House. It is owned and operated by the Charleston Museum. They call it Charleston's Huguenot House. Being owned and operated by the Charleston Museum means we can take non flash photography!
This house is directly across the street from the Charleston Museum
This is the back of the house.
this is a side view. Behind the brick fence
On the way to the entrance of the house, I passed this on the other side of the street.
The front entrance through the Gate Temple
A little bit about the Gate Temple.
The Gate Temple from the house
These are on either side of the stairs on the front of the house. The house is in the Federal style, so it is
very balanced and symmetrical.
Beautiful Chandelier!
The Chandelier from above
It was a wonderful tour, I had a private tour. The tour guide has been with the house for more than 40 years.
Crown molding detail. What a lot of work went into this house!
Guess who also got to tour the house? They were touring the house as part of the architecture part of camp.
A little more information about the house. The yards were working yards.
Leaving the house.
I had some time before picking up Lon for lunch, so I went for a walk around the neighborhood.
Adorable store. Not sure what it is now, but in the black foundation they have raised letters that say:
JF Wragge Charleston SC 1891
This little park was tucked in on Elizabeth Street
This is the wall of a cemetery, I am not sure that you can see it but the wall is bowing out. This cemetery is connected to the Second Presbyterian Church. Which is right across the street from the Fourth Baptist Church.
A little ways down on Elizabeth Street. There is this house. I love the ghost sign they kept on the house.
Over the wall of the cemetery
Another park near the Aiken Rhett House.
Tuesday's was red, today's was black
Time to pick up Lon! Lunch time!
We walked down King Street looking for something good. Someone was walking by and said that this place was really great. It looked a little sketchy to me!
The name was Gilroy's Pizza Pub. It billed itself as Charleston's oldest pizzeria. Est. 1974.
Our pizza. It was good. We ate about half of it. The rest we had for dinner!
On the way back to the museum we passed a French Macaroon shop. Lon and I were looking forward to a macaroon. These were not what we were looking for. They were heavy, and mushy. When the humidity goes down, I will make some for Lon.
After I signed Lon into Mad Science Camp, I walked over to the Aiken Rhett House Museum.
You were only allowed to take photographs outside.
the corner of an out building or dependency.
Two cows lived in this building. It was small. There are no cows there now
The back of the house. On the left is the kitchen and slaves quarters, on the right is the stables, carriage house and some more slave quarters.
The piazza. This is what Charlestonians call their porches.
Zero space between these homes!
Another park, on the way back to the car before the rain started coming down in buckets. I waited in my car for about 45 minutes as the rain poured. Lon was still at camp.
On our way to the car, I let him stomp in puddles and dance in the rain. We were going to get soaked on the way to the parking lot, no matter what, so we enjoyed it.
Lon and I call out Cool Car Alert every time we see an old or very stylish car. This car was as cool as it gets. I am not sure I would be brave enough to take it out in the rain.
Lon took pictures of the car out the back window of the car.
We made it home and it was not raining as hard here as it was downtown
It was a fun day, not as much walking, but a very good day!