Corth Narolina

I spent about 8 days of my life in North Carolina this last July.

Here is what I did: Spirit filled road trip from Orlando to Charleston, attempted a 3am long board sesh in the streets of downtown Charleston, admired the new hotel carpet, late night chat, games,  attended the Early clan reunion, emptily threatened to conquer King’s Mountain, threw some dice and passed some quarters, impromptu lake visit — diving board, small children, water snakes, deep Southern accents and adventure all included, drove to Holden Beach (16 pit stops), went to the beach, sat on balconies, more games,  ate a lot of food, died my hair and laughed for hours. 

North Carolina was the first of many stitches in my side after beseeching God to take the thorn out. It was the beginning of a regenerated foul heart condition, heart perspective rather. It was weird, yet blessed.  

Here are a few of the faces that belong to the People of my community:

The Great Enthusiast: George Schiller

Downtown Charleston

 

King’s Mountain

 

Danielle on our double date with Tom and Ed

 

Tom and Ed

 

Mijanne finally got her braces taken off

 

Yorc and Mother of the Year

 

A & J

 

Proud moment in baby photography

 

 

Holden Beach