Home Again...and Glad to be Here!

~ We checked out of our hotel at 10:30, retreived the rental from the garage, filled up and headed to the airport. Again, the long walk from the rental car center but it didn;t seem as long as it did on Monday evening. After regrouping, we discovered that even though we thought we couldn't check in for our flight until 12:30 we could self tag our checked bags (and I managed to screw up putting the tag on!) and drop them off and be on our way through Security and to our gate. We did all that and went in search of lunch so we didn't arrive home hangry. Options were few and far between. The sit down place was Southern food and nothing appealed to our somewhat queasy systems, the self-serve grab and go had non-functioning check outs, so we settled on Hudson fare, the worst of the worst it seems. My chicken salad on a croissant was fairly benign but the croissant was the worst I've ever had. D's chicken wrap was okay. We made our way to the gate and found the Dunkin kiosk so I was able to get a standard cup of coffee, minus my usual caramel. We settled in for the wait and time seemed to go fairly quickly. Plane arrived from Tampa, unloaded those passengers and then we were on and in the air a bit early. We landed early, D. waited for the luggage while I got the car, paid for parking and looped around to grab him. We were home just before 7, fed the cat, I made toast for dinner and we settled in for the evening. Surprisingly, I lasted until 9 and slept well. We both agreed that while lovely and we had some fun, Charleston was never a place we could call home. The traffic was unbearable at times. Lots of young techsters and hipsters, hustlers everywhere. The service people were exceedingly polite. But it was expensive for us.