Five Days in Folly

Great news, ladies and gents: I’m back from vacation, and it didn’t tropical storm at all! I had the best time in South Carolina with Lauren and Meg on our first girl’s trip together.

I had a fairly long layover in Atlanta on Friday, so I got to sit in Terminal B at Café Intermezzo (whose Buckhead location I used to frequent back in the day) and people watch over a pot of coffee and a chicken florentine crepe. Lauren arrived an hour or so after I did, so she joined me for a cocktail before we boarded a flight together for Charleston. When Meg landed from Boulder, we hailed a cab and were on our way to Folly Beach!

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We rented a little beach bungalow via Airbnb, and it did not disappoint. It was honestly my favorite part of the whole vacation! The bathroom was covered in subway tile, and when you wanted to shower, all you had to do was pull the barn door closed and turn a bunch of knobs and water came out of the walls and ceiling. The bathroom was the shower! I’ll be dreaming about that shower for years.

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We spent a bit of time at the beach, but most of our trip was spent eating and drinking. There is so much delicious food in South Carolina! Shrimp, raw oysters, crab cakes… And I’m still craving what I have dubbed The Most Delicious Dirty Martini in the World from The McIntosh, dressed with pimento- and bacon-stuffed olives. Lauren, Meg and I walked 11 miles on Monday just bouncing from restaurant to restaurant in Charleston.

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Folly was an interesting place. It’s an island about 20-or-so minutes outside of Charleston that one Uber driver told us used to be a quarantine area for people plagued with cholera back in the day. So…? Folly is small, full of beach houses, a boardwalk, some feral cats and one main drag of bars and restaurants.

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And the locals! They were something else. For some reason, they could not comprehend that the three of us were traveling together. And then, when we assured them that we were actually friends, person after person felt the need to point out the things they liked about each of us. “Your hair, her eyes and her lips.” “Her cheekbones, your eyelashes and her lips.”

I couldn’t help but notice that people always commented on my hair and eyelashes, which are the only two parts of my body that aren’t real. I mean, my hair is real, but the blonde is real fake, and a hairstyle is a hairstyle. Should this be concerning?

There was a little market on the island–the only place to buy groceries–called Bert’s Market. The store was tiny, but it was packed with fresh fruits, cheeses, a nice deli and tons of wine. They even served late night food: rows of chicken sandwiches, BBQ and cheeseburgers on hot plates. (And let me tell you, those chicken sandwiches were THE JAM after a few glasses of wine. I’m not ashamed to say the three of us trucked over there before bedtime on more than one occasion.)

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All in all, I’d say our trip was a success. If you’re planning to vacation in Charleston or Folly Beach anytime soon, I’d recommend you visit any (all!) of the following:

Folly Beach

Jack of Cups (inexpensive and delicious tapas and cocktails. Ask for Megan and tell her I said hi!)

Black Magic Café (get The Morning After burger)

Lost Dog Café (great brunch!)

Bert’s Market (duh)


Leon’s Oyster Shop (great atmosphere, delicious oysters)

The McIntosh (for The Most Delicious Dirty Martini in the World)

Trattoria Lucca (warm, buttery, cheesy Italian)

Elliotborough Mini Bar (the teensiest, most cozy beer and wine bar)

A shrimp roll at Leon's
A shrimp roll at Leon’s

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Lauren, Meg and me at Elliotborough
Lauren, Meg and me at Elliotborough

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