During my sojourn about town, I happened upon this guardian of the gardens that I found to be fascinating. Not that there’s anything particularly breathtaking about it, I mean it’s just an old hitching post, but there’s something about the feel of this place. The history is almost palpable and oozes from every brick and sidewalk of this amazing town. Whilst boogeling along seeking the unusual (not the weird) I was taken by surprise by the varying sights and situations that are all about.
One of the scenes I observed served as a reminder of the fragility of life. I found a grave marker of Lieutenant Philip Harvey of the British Royal Navy who died in his 33rd year. The marker itself was pretty amazing, but it was his age that caught my eye. Let’s face it, 33 is not old now, but during that time, it was quite the respectable age. And the fact that a British Naval Officer would find himself being buried here in South Carolina humbled me as I thought about the honors with which he found his rest.
One other observation of my adventure…..Parking costs! It costs you to park your car in this town. You will pay for it one way or another. And, I’m sorry, haggling with the Car Park Attendant will not get you a free parking space. Nor will threatening, screaming, debating, or otherwise attempting to scam by without paying. The young lady in the photo below apparently was having a lively and rather animated (almost hostile) discussion with the attendant about his decision to have her car booted for parking and walking off without paying. It’s only $5.00 to park your car ALL DAY, while you wongle about the city looking for things to purchase. Let’s face it, the average parker will mosey around the town and easily drop several hundred dollars on paraphernalia and other chachkees that will merely take up space and collect dust. Why the indignity of $5 to put your car someplace?
“What do you mean BOOTED?”
