So I've been here in Charleston for a grand total of 2 days now. I got here with my two best girls around 8ish Sunday night but it feels like I've been down here a lot longer. It's very different here in the south ... the weather, the people and even the ambiance. It's super laid back here there's not much hustle & bustle chaos like in the city.
My first taste of "southern hospitality" happened on the journey down here sunday night. Some guy in a silver pickup rear ended my best friend's car and didn't have the decency to stop, get out and say sorry then trade information like he should have. Instead the guy just drove around us as if he didn't do any thing ... lucky for him my girl Lily got his license plate number and made a claim as soon as possible.
Some time the next day, I got another taste of "southern hospitality" from my girl Lily. Me, Her, and her sister Jv decided to take a walk. Some where on the trail was a pond and the first thing I noticed was a baby alligator sitting on the other side minding it's own business. As I'm staring at this misplaced alligator I see a rock flying it's way. Then... "THUMP!" The rock lands right on the gator's leather head and I, as well as Lily go running and screaming like little girls as the gator flashes its large pearly whites at us. All this time of running and screaming Lily's sister laughs at us and stay standing in on place... she was the only on who stayed calm. Soon after me and Lily both join in on the laughter and continue on our walk. I can't believe my friend hit an alligator... lol... only in South Carolina man.
More Southern Hospitality adventures to come... now onto southern charm
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Baby gator abuse!!
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