Going new places is fun. I’d rather be going with Trish the Dish, but that’s not real practical when the NCAA Tournament calls. So my maiden trip to Columbia, South Carolina, started Wednesday with Joe Mussatto, who I call Saint Joe, since he’s a Mount St. Mary graduate.
Way back in 1981, going to my brother’s wedding in Virginia, we drove from Atlanta through the Carolinas. So we would have gone through Columbia, but that’s all it was. Drive through.
Columbia is blank slate, and I’m looking forward to it. It certainly looked charming as we descended on our Delta flight.