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I’ve detailed my experience with the Thousand Trails system for my travels between Wisconsin and Florida here. For this series of posts, I wanted to highlight the places we visited along the way.
Quick side note: Like many of us, my time for fun is limited. I live and work full-time from my RV (you can read more about how I mastered that here), so my exploring is confined to weekends and after-hours. During my spring and fall travels, I also move every fifth day to park hop the Thousand Trails system, which means I’m only in each location for a short time. Nevertheless, I wanted to share the places we visited in hopes of inspiring your own adventures, no matter how limited your time may be.
We kicked off our journey from Apopka, FL, to Yemassee, SC, in true road trip fashion: with a torrential downpour. I’ve never seen rain like this. The downpour was so intense that I-75 had about 2 inches of standing water. It felt like I was piloting a boat instead of driving an RV.
But the next morning, everything changed. I woke up to a sunny, glorious day that also happened to be my thirty-sixth birthday! I worked (mainly so my colleagues could shower me with birthday wishes, of course!), and it was time to celebrate.
Being a Thursday, and with big plans for Friday and Saturday with friends and family, we decided to drive to the nearest charming town, Beaufort. It would be the perfect spot to kick off the birthday celebrations with sightseeing and good food.
Beaufort, SC
What an adorable little town! It has charming boutiques and picturesque antebellum sights in a quaint historic district. We spent about an hour wandering the streets and popping in and out of boutiques where even the toilet paper seemed out of our budget. Hungry, we stopped at Plums Restaurant, which boasts lovely views of Port Royal Sound, but besides a quick drink, we couldn’t find anything for me (the vegan) to eat. In fact, despite its bougie-ness, Beaufort offered nothing at all for vegans.
Henry C. Chambers Waterfront Park Bay St, Beaufort, SC 29902
Before we left, we found ourselves at the Henry C. Chambers Waterfront Park. With its row of porch swings between vine-covered columns facing the Port, the park is just gorgeous. The landscaping is ripe with colorful flowers and tropical foliage. We couldn’t help but swing for a while, watching the sun sparkle on the water and the yachts bobbing on gentle waves, at least until hunger got the best of us.
Do I recommend a stop in Beaufort? Maybe. It’s charming but, frankly, not that unique. If you’re short on time, you might want to skip Beaufort and head straight to Charleston or Savannah. Both cities offer a richer array of historical sites, diverse dining options (including vegan-friendly spots), and a more vibrant cultural scene.
Chef Frank’s Bistro, 1635 Paris Ave, Port Royal
From Beaufort, we drove over to Port Royal and Chef Frank’s Bistro. Having struck out with vegan options in Beaufort, we called ahead to see if they could accommodate us. Boy, did they ever! Chef Frank himself came out to greet us and, after explaining that his kitchen was outfitted to feed a king, asked if I was okay with him whipping up a special dish with ingredients on hand.
He created a beautiful dish of carrots, asparagus, beech mushrooms, and crispy polenta. I’m kicking myself for not taking a picture! (Side note: While I’m disappointed about the lack of good visual content to support this post, I’m excited to see how these blogs evolve as I learn. As James Clear said, “Your 1st blog post will be bad, but your 1000th will be great.” I guess there are just 994 to go! Ha.)
Dinner was truly lovely. The restaurant offers an intimate experience in a cozy but comfortable dining room with a limited number of tables. The staff work tightly together to create an experience that feels like dining with family. The menu is well-thought-out, with options that are hard to choose from, making every meal a delightful dilemma. The waitstaff and fare are worthy of six Michelin stars (IMHO). They also have a great wine selection, which perfectly complemented our meal.
To top it all off, they treated me to a special vegan dessert for my birthday that was unexpected. It was the perfect sweet ending to a memorable meal.
After a pre-dinner stroll through the Port Royal Cypress Wetlands right across the street from Chef Frank’s Bistro, we headed home.
Charleston, SC
Friday late afternoon found us driving an hour and fifteen minutes to the Atlantic Coast, arriving in Charleston’s glamorous city filled with old southern charm. A work colleague played tour guide and walked us around parts of the Medical University of South Carolina campus before heading over to King Street. We could have spent an entire day exploring King Street. It was like the Magnificent Mile of the South—block after block of shopping and restaurants. Since we were crunched for time, having met up later in the afternoon, we breezed up and down King Street, stopping only for a quick bite at Bartaco.
Bartaco, 304 King St, Charleston, SC
I adore this place! They make everything fresh and have multiple options for vegans. We landed three stools at the bar and watched the uber-friendly mixologists peel, squeeze, and shake drinks I swear would win them awards while snacking on a sampling of their taco options. The open-air ambiance and the exotic, natural feel of the place, with its giant mural on the wall and wicker light fixtures, created a feeling of welcome, peace, and well-being, all reinforced by the fresh-made drinks and clean food.
Charleston City Market 188 Meeting St, Charleston, SC
Afterward, we took a quick detour through the Charleston City Market. It was already winding down for the day, so we didn’t get to see it in full swing, but that gave us a unique chance to experience it differently. Today, the market is a lively spot for local artisans, but its past holds a painful truth—it was once a place where enslaved people were bought and sold.
With fewer distractions from the usual buzz of vendors, we reflected on the heavy history woven into this old city. Coming from Wisconsin, where our history centers more on recent European immigrants, Charleston’s story felt eye-opening. It was a powerful reminder of how each region’s past adds its own threads to our nation’s history. Visiting the market gave me a deeper appreciation for acknowledging these difficult chapters, making our shared heritage all the more layered and meaningful.
Charleston Harbor Fish House, 32 Patriots Point Rd, Mt Pleasant, SC
We ended the night at the Charleston Harbor Fish House, a perfect spot to soak up the city’s coastal vibe. Although the first floor offers a cozy dining area with lovely waterfront views, we headed to the second floor. The Bridge Bar gives you an even more spectacular view—a sweeping panorama of the harbor with the Ravenel Bridge arching across the horizon. We arrived just before sunset and got to watch the whole city transform. In the daylight, Charleston’s pastel buildings stood out against the water, but as the sun dipped into the bay, the sky burst into shades of fire—deep oranges, reds, and purples—casting a golden glow over everything. Then, the city shifted into night mode, with moody neon lights reflecting off the water.
My omnivorous companions dove into what the Fish House is known for: the fresh, local catch. Meanwhile, I opted for a hummus platter with veggies and pita, and I was happily surprised to find a solid vegan option on the menu. I’ve got a soft spot for this place. The view includes the USS Yorktown at Patriots Point Naval & Maritime Museum, adding a unique touch to the setting. With the view of the marina, Charleston’s skyline, and the iconic bridge illuminated against the darkening sky, it felt like we’d stepped into a scene straight out of a Nicholas Sparks novel. It was the perfect way to end a day of exploring the heart of Charleston.
Charleston has easily become one of my favorite cities I’ve ever visited (and I’ve seen a lot of cities). There’s something about the pastel-colored buildings and the beautiful, historic architecture that I couldn’t get enough of. I loved the seaside feel, the salt in the air, and the charm of a place that carries the weight of old, old wealth. What struck me most was the unique blend of high society and a friendly, welcoming vibe for everyone—middle-class folks like me included. It’s a city that feels both grand and accessible, rich with stories but also full of new energy. There’s truly a unique magic here, and I think everyone should visit Charleston at least once to feel it for themselves.
Savannah, GA
On Saturday, we drove the fifty minutes to Savannah to meet with family. Finding parking took longer than expected—Broughton Street was buzzing with activity (especially on a sunny, mid-70-degree Saturday).
Savannah has a vibe all its own. It feels older somehow, almost like a slice of Europe—more Rome than the polished charm of Charleston. Maybe it’s the color palette: where Charleston dazzles with pale pinks, baby blues, and eggshell greens, Savannah leans into deeper, earthier tones—burnt orange, muted mustard, and weathered gray. The architecture also stands apart, with grander columns, heavy cement facades, and ornate ironwork.
There’s a different energy here and a greater sense of contrast. While Charleston feels polished and preserved, Savannah has a rougher edge. It’s a city of striking beauty and visible disparities—where high-end boutiques and historic mansions sit alongside a more transient, vagabond lifestyle. This fascinating mix gives Savannah its own kind of character, one that feels both timeless and unpolished, like it’s a little more weathered by the passage of time.
Chive Sea Bar and Lounge, 4 W Broughton St, Savannah, GA
We started our day at Chive Sea Bar and Lounge in Savannah, GA. Knowing I’m vegan, my cousin picked a spot where everyone could enjoy a meal together, and Chive did not disappoint. We were struck by the Hollywood glam vibe from the moment we stepped inside. The decor is lush and elegant—velvet chairs in rich jewel tones, shimmering gold-beaded curtains that give the room a touch of sparkle, and stunning crystal chandeliers casting a soft, inviting light. The bar is the centerpiece, sleek and chic, with its mirrored backdrop and well-stocked shelves adding a glamorous flair.
Despite arriving during the tail end of their breakfast service, the staff couldn’t have been more accommodating. Our server was friendly and attentive, immediately picking up on the challenge of finding vegan options on the breakfast menu. He went above and beyond without hesitation, chatting with the kitchen to see what they could do. They whipped up a delicious mango and walnut salad in no time—fresh, vibrant, and perfect for a light, satisfying lunch. It was a small gesture, but it made me feel cared for.
The experience at Chive was wonderful from start to finish. The staff’s kindness, the gorgeous atmosphere, and the thoughtful touches in the food made it a standout meal and the perfect start to our day in Savannah.
City Market, 219 W Bryan St, Savannah, GA
After brunch, we wandered through the City Market, a lively blend of art, shopping, and dining. This historic space has existed since the 1700s, and it’s easy to feel the weight of time as you walk through it. The market is multistory, with creaking wooden floors and thick stone walls, and the air carries the scent of old wood mixed with the fragrance of expensive candles. It’s a fascinating spot where history and modern-day charm come together in the heart of Savannah.
Rocks on the Roof at The Bohemian Hotel, 102 W Bay St, Savannah, GA
From the City Market, we strolled the streets of Savannah, passing through Ellis Square, where we marveled at the vibrant mix of street art, music, and the vagabond lifestyle before heading to Rocks on the River at the Bohemian Hotel. We glided up the elevator to the rooftop lounge of the sophisticated, swanky hotel for a cocktail.
Instead of facing the city, the lounge looks out over the Savannah River, stretching toward the South Carolina-Georgia line and the Savannah National Wildlife Refuge. It’s a striking contrast to see the vast, untouched wilderness on the other side of the river. The wide stretch of navy water shimmering in the sun, dividing the lively urban streets from the marshy expanse, created a peaceful, stunning backdrop for catching up with the family.
Telfair Academy, 121 Barnard St, Savannah, GA
Being with locals, we were fortunate to be guided to the best spots in Savannah. In addition to the awesome restaurants and lounges, charming shops, markets, and lively squares, they brought us to the Telfair Academy, a true gem in the heart of the city.
They brought us there specifically to see Bird Girl, the iconic statue most famously known from the cover of Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil that has become a symbol of Savannah. Originally housed in the Bonaventure Cemetery, the statue had to be moved to the Telfair Academy after too many tourists began trampling through the cemetery, creating a bit of a stampede around this delicate piece.
The Telfair Academy was fascinating not just for its art collection but also for its history as a former mansion. As I walked through its rooms, I couldn’t help but imagine attending a grand party in the ballroom, twirling in a fancy gown. One room was even preserved with original-era furniture, making the fantasy feel real. The antique chairs, polished wood, and chandeliers gave me a glimpse into what life would have been like during the mansion’s prime. It was a perfect mix of history and imagination.
However, my favorite element of the Telfair Academy was ‘La Parabola’ by Cesare Laurenti. I was utterly captivated by the massive painting and the sequence of the woman’s life unfolding from childhood to crone. How her values and perspective seemed to evolve was mesmerizing and completely drew me in.
I found myself not so much lost in her journey but reflecting on my own, recognizing how life transforms us in subtle yet profound ways. I kept returning to the image of the younger woman in the painting, wrapped in a lover’s embrace. Her youthful hopes and dreams of love felt so distant to me now.
Not long ago, I, too, was that woman enamored with the idea of true love and believing that finding someone to share your life with was the ultimate goal. But after a recent divorce, everything had shifted. Now, I value self-love more than ever, and the freedom of living on my terms, independent of anyone else, feels like the truest form of fulfillment.
It was a moment of clarity and strength in an unexpected place, and I felt grateful for how much I’d grown.
Salt Table, 190 W Bryan St, Savannah, GA
Of all the shops, boutiques, and street vendor tents we visited in Savannah, there was one shop I have to mention. Why, you ask? Three words: Truffle Hot Sauce. I’m not even joking—it was my favorite purchase of the whole trip. The bottle was gone in five days (even with the rationing to make it last longer!)
I’ve become that person now—the one who can’t stop talking about it. I’ve driven my family and friends insane. They’ve tried to listen politely, but they’re plotting my hot sauce-themed intervention. But honestly, it’s worth it. If you ever find yourself in Savannah, do yourself a favor and swing by this place. Sample the truffle hot sauce, buy a bottle (or five), and join me in this delicious, truffle-infused obsession. You won’t regret it. And if you do, at least you’ll have a funny story to tell your friends about how you became a truffle hot sauce evangelist.
22 Square Bar at the Andaz 14 Barnard St, Savannah, GA
With a final beer in hand, we settled in at 22 Square Bar, enjoying a view of Ellis Square through the large windows. That square was alive with energy. I keep using the word vagabond because, although many of the people there were homeless, they didn’t fit the typical stereotype of being bums. Instead, they played music, chatted in groups, and moved through their day with a sense of purpose. It felt more like a lifestyle they had chosen—one rooted in community and self-expression—rather than being the result of addiction or mental illness.
With a final farewell to my aunt, uncle, and cousin, Mom and I spent the rest of the day milling about Savannah.
Common, 118 E Broughton St, Savannah, GA
We wrapped up our visit with dinner at Common, the perfect spot to wind down. The service was stellar, and the staff was incredibly helpful in guiding me to the best vegan options on the menu (a to-die-for mushroom bruschetta—black garlic pesto, wild mushrooms, baby radish, and garlic chive atop house-made sourdough, and the Southern Fried Portobello: portobello mushroom, pineapple fried rice, chili Brussels sprouts, giardiniera, and Gochujang).
Mom and I agreed: Common is a must-stop for anyone visiting Savannah, especially for those who appreciate inventive dishes catering to all diets.
Wrap-up
I’m so grateful I could visit Savannah right after Charleston. The contrasts between the two cities were striking, each offering something uniquely special. Charleston embodies polished elegance, while Savannah exudes a rebellious spirit, rich with raw authenticity, bold individuality, and artistic expression. Though so different in feel, both cities are equally full of character, history, and charm, each worth visiting for their own unique reasons.
I hope this inspires you to embark on your own adventures and discover what speaks to you—whether it’s the polished charm of Charleston or the gritty, creative spirit of Savannah. After all, the best part of traveling is finding those unexpected moments and places that leave you wanting more. Happy exploring!