Nov 11-13, 2021 Charleston, SC

It was time for a driving and cleanup day.  We stopped off at a gas station to fill our water and drove about 4 hours to Lumberton, North Carolina.  There is nothing special about Lumberton, it just happened to have a handy Walmart in it when it started getting dark and we stopped for the night.

The next morning we drove a little bit more before stopping for gas.  As we filled up we noticed that there was a truck wash right next door.  We can’t fit into a regular car wash since we are too big. We had not washed Rover for months, the last time was just before we left Mexico so we splurged and spent almost $50 to get the full wash for our RV with all the options including an engine rinse.  Afterwards Rover looked much better and we headed down to Charleston, South Carolina.  It was late by the time we got to Charleston so we just stopped at a Cracker Barrel on the outskirts of the town.

Rover got a nice shower in the first time in forever!

The next morning we parked in downtown Charleston where our first stop was the Charleston City Market, four blocks of cute crafts and art.  Even though we didn’t buy anything it occupied us for a surprising amount of time admiring all the cute baskets and souvenir trinkets.  There was one particular stall selling games and puzzles that was a lot of fun.

We had a nice BBQ lunch in Charleston
We spent way too much time on these puzzles

We wandered around town a bit admiring the lovely historic buildings before finding ourselves at the Old Exchange and Provost Dungeon.  This was not just a tacky tourist dive but served as an actual prison run by the British during the Revolutionary War and was referred to as The Dungeon.  The building was built as market and then a customs house so it was not designed as a dungeon but the gloomy brick lower levels where the British set up their makeshift prison did have an appropriately dungeon like feel.

More of a basement jail than a dungeon it was still a fun, historical attraction.

We had arranged to meet some friends for dinner the next day in Jacksonville, Florida so unfortunately we could not linger in Charleston but drove for a couple hours before finding another Cracker Barrel to spend the night.

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