I hadn’t really thought about it when we made the plans to go to the beach. And I was never very good at geography anyway. So when Mark found a place to go to in Ocean Isle, North Carolina, I was all in.
It wasn’t until the days before the trip when I read the information about our accommodations that I realized we were going to be quite close to Myrtle Beach.
When I was young, Myrtle Beach was for me “the ocean.” Recently while sorting through my parents’ old photos and contemplating parts of their life that I just never took the time to think about before, I realized Myrtle Beach was where my dad first experienced the ocean, when he was in the army.
If memory serves, I think it may be the first beach we ever went to as a family and one we returned to on several trips.
I contemplated this more as I was driving through the hills of Tennessee and noticed the lack of giant billboard signs for Ruby Falls. It’s funny the things that stick in your mind as a child riding in the back of a packed station wagon, playing alphabet word-scavenger hunts with my sisters as we rode along, my dad driving every mile of the way, using the open window as an arm rest while his bent elbow got redder by the minute.
On this trip I realized we would be passing somewhere close to Ft. Jackson, where my dad went to basic training in the early 50’s, and to Columbia where my parents stayed in the Wade Hampton Hotel when my mom flew down to visit him. But Mark is a get-to-your-destination, no-funny-business-side-trips allowed, kind of traveler, so I didn’t mention it at first.
But as I was taking a shift at driving, and Mark was explaining the route for me, he said, “Take route 26 to Columbia where you get on route 20.”
“I wonder if we could try to find the Wade Hampton Hotel in Columbia for a quick stop?” I asked.
Mark googled it and started laughing. The first hit he got was about the implosion of the famed hotel.
“When?” I asked, wondering if it happened years ago and my parents knew about it. “April, 2013,” Mark said. (He obviously hadn’t looked at the video when he said this.)
We decided to go anyway, because the hotel had been across the street from the statehouse and I wanted pictures.
Columbia was a larger city than I had imagined, and the statehouse was massive and impressive. I was looking for an empty lot across the street that might have held the ill-fated Wade Hampton and found only modern high-rise buildings. So we went in a coffee shop where neither the young man working behind the counter, or the woman maintaining the automatic teller, knew anything about the Wade Hampton Hotel.
“Are you sure it imploded this April?” I asked Mark who got back on his phone. “1985,” he said, “It happened in 1985.” No wonder the young man behind the counter hadn’t heard of it. He might not even have been born yet. I wondered if my parents had heard about the implosion. For some reason I have a shadow of memory at the back of my mind about it. Maybe they told me when it happened, and like so many other things I just didn’t give it due attention. Or maybe it is my imagination re-creating history.
I listened to the implosion video and found out which corner the old hotel had occupied. I took a photo of the shiny high-rise standing there now and several of the statehouse. Mark bought a drink at the coffee shop. And we were on our way.
Fifteen minutes tops.
14 thoughts on “A quick stop in Columbia, S.C.”
Enjoyed the photos and stories. The barns and billboards blazoned with “Ruby Falls” and “See Rock City” are becoming more difficult to find. There were so many when I first moved to Tennessee in the mid 60’s.
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Thanks, Arlee. I had forgotten about Rock City. It’s better now without the signs, I think.
The Hotel Wade Hampton reminds me of an old hotel in the city where I grew up. I’m glad you were able to stop and get some photos of the statehouse. I love Columbia, SC, the people are so friendly. I have memories of that stretch of I-20 from Columbia to Florence (tire blow-out on rental car, for one). We were impressed with Myrtle Beach when we stopped there to look at the ocean on a road trip. Visiting the places your parents went, with the photos fresh in mind, must have been special this time.
I wish I could have seen the actual hotel. I don’t remember being in Columbia before. Were you there long? Myrtle Beach is a nice wide and long beach. So was Ocean Isle, where we were at this year.
Lovely post. I love the old photographs. Never been to Myrtle Beach, but someday, maybe.
Thanks for stopping by. I’m trying to get caught back up. All this traveling is really setting me back a ways. Myrtle Beach is somewhat commercialized. Some of the smaller beaches nearby are probably more quiet and nicer from that perspective. We went to Ocean Isle this year, just a little north of Myrtle Beach.
Thanks for sharing the story and the pics, Christine. The state house particularly looks impressive!
I was in the Carolinas as a child, on a family trip to Florida. I should go on back.
You should. Do you like military vehicles and ships? We saw the USS North Carolina in Wilmington, N.C. I hope to blog about it soon, if I ever get my act together.
We spent 3 years in Columbia while I attended USC School of Law. I’m trying to remember if I recall seeing the Wade Hampton Hotel, but it’s not ringing a bell.
Glad you had a chance to swing by . . . for 15 minutes, tops.
The hotel was actually used as a dorm for one of the schools there. I don’t know if it was USC or what.
So glad you were able to make the stop, Christine! I had similar feelings when Sara and I went to South Beach from Haiti a couple of years ago. I simply had to visit the places in nearby Bal Harbor, where we had visited as kids. My parents had a condo there on the beach (all in the Miami area).
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It is a nice little trip back in time, isn’t it? Thanks for stopping by, Kathy.
Loved your photo’s and stories Christine, Lovely to take this journey with you 🙂 along with disappearing Hotel 😉 xxx
Thanks for going along for the ride.