As much as I’d love to tell you about our exotic Valentine’s Day celebration this year, in truth, we just watched some grubs and ate some grub. That’s it. End of post? Fine, I’ll give you a few more details because you asked so nicely even though they may bore you into a cyber stupor.
Since Jason and I spent most of our Valentine’s Day on a plane in route to another continent, we decided to observe that holiday when we returned from Africa. We were worn out from our world travels, so our observance became more like an acknowledgment. We checked out the newly-opened Butterfly Biosphere at Thanksgiving Point and then ate dinner at The Charleston Draper.
The Butterfly Biosphere was filled with darting insects in a leafy setting. The Charleston Draper was filled with sophisticated yet familiar food in a classy setting. Both ecosystems were pleasant.
While you may have just dozed off during the 72 seconds it took to read this post, we found these common revelries elating. After 53 inflight hours, nothing is quite as rousing as watching something else fly.