In south Carolina I hung to the coast and spent a day in Charleston, visited some museums, and enjoyed the coast. Really kinda uneventful. When I was almost to Myrtle beach, my power steering crapped out on me, I mean what else is new... Luckily I could make it to Myrtle beach to see a friend and a mechanic in the morning. Myrtle Beach was the last point on the coast I hit, I hung a left into the mountains. Best decision I have made so far on this trip.
When I headed up into North Carolina, I went toward the mountains and visited an abandoned Mill where wild lavender grew. I went on a few hikes that just became more and more wooded the closer to the Appalachian mountains. For the first time since New Mexico, I was driving over rolling hills. Meeting more folks from small towns and getting away from cities and back to nature.
My first stop in beautiful Georgia was SCAD, and Savannah Georgia. Savannah was a disgustingly charming city. A city that was almost too freaking perfect. I enjoyed a day roaming, window shopping, sunsets
and buying a homeless man some coffee in exchange for good conversations. I visited different grave yards around the area and drove north north north. I very soon crossed into South Carolina, where I almost got in a huge collision with an oncoming high speed police pursuit.
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Georgia, North & South Carolina
Ah, one more thing I encountered in South Carolina was the African village of Oyotunji. A strange off the grid African village, with amazing homes, temple and art. I ended up having breakfast with the folks of the village, and then was invited to a down by the river ceremony. I kindly declined because I felt a little out of place and did not want to impose, though I did see everyone down on the river later in the day while I was driving to the ruins of an abandoned church.