Since I had never been to Charleston, I jumped at the opportunity to take the boys for a Scouting event at Ft. Sumter with a sleep-over on the USS Yorktown. I wasn’t too excited about the sleeping arrangements, but was up for the adventure. As luck would have it, my good friend was planning the same trip and suggested that we make it a girls weekend, as long as our husbands would be able to join the boys for their scouting adventure. The stars aligned, and Brian was able to make the trip. With a horrible first night in a hotel that could only make roaches happy, we were not off to a good start. The guys took off for their day, and Kristin and I hit the town…
