Apologies for the delay in posting today. I'm running on a real lack of sleep, for reasons I'll explain at the end of this post (and in the title) -- don't skip ahead!
Friday night we kicked off the weekend with a goodbye celebration at Party at the Point. Party at the Point is a seasonal summer series at one of the local hotels on the harbor. It's a great place for live music, libations, and fun. Our reason for attending was to hang out with our friends, Amber and Russ before they move to Oklahoma next week.
It rained most of the day Saturday, so it was the perfect - lay on the couch, watch The Wire, drink extra coffee kind of day. After feeling like a slug for too long, we eventually made way to the gym.
We somehow hadn't had soft-shelled crabs this season, so we were on the hunt to find some softies before the water warmed up. After checking several restaurant's menus, we called Leon's to confirm that they still had softies on the menu. We were in luck and made way to Leon's to get a tasty dinner.
Hope was immediately lost when we placed our order. The server went to enter the order into the system and found out they had just sold out of the crabs. We went on a recon mission to find another restaurant that 1) didn't have a crazy wait and 2) still had plenty of crabs.
We called a few places, but it was near impossible to get a restaurant to answer their phone at 8PM on a Saturday night. Our server recommended 167 Raw. Adam called and found out they had plenty of crabs and a short wait. We were actually sitting at a community table at Leon's and let our fellow eaters know that we were leaving to find some crabs. The guy sitting next to me recommended Raw because he worked there. It was just a funny coincidence that's where we were headed.
I think we made the right choice switching restaurants because the softie sandwiches we had at Raw were a-ma-zing. They were deep-fried (always delicious) and put on the same bread at the lobster roll. We were both happy campers.
The weather really turned around on Sunday and we had our first beach day of the year. The weather was great, warm, but not too humid. It was a little windy on the beach, but when the sun was out of the clouds, it felt great. My only complaint was that we were probably stuck in traffic going and leaving the beach for more time than we were actually on the sand. My next trip out to the islands will definitely not be during beach rush hour.
After the beach, we went grocery shopping and picked up dinner for the night. After having several friends recommend Locals, we finally tried it out. We had the spicy salmon, spicy tuna, and Pacific roll. It was good, but Shi-Ki is still my favorite sushi spot in Charleston.
I followed my usual TV routine the rest of the Sunday evening. Before watching Game of Thrones and Mad Men, I caught up on the Diane Sawyer and Bruce Jenner interview. I have all the snaps in the world for Bruce; he's an incredibly courageous person, and this display of bravery will literally save lives. Also, props to ABC for presenting the interview in an informative format instead of being exploitative.
So you might be wondering why I'm running on a lack of sleep. Well, at about 4AM last night I woke up to a car alarm going off. I laid in bed for about a minute before I couldn't stand listening to the noise anymore. I started to peek out of our windows to see if I could spot the car that was making the noise. Well, low and behold it was our car. I was lucky that I was able to spot it - based on our apartment location, there are only a few street spots where I would have been able to see the parked car.
I woke Adam up and he immediately ran downstairs to check out the car. I could see him from the window and it looked like he started to walk up to the car and check all around for any damage. He then suddenly started to back up with his hands in the air and his cell phone lit up in his hand. There was a person in the car trying to steal it. From Adam's story, the guy got out of the car and said he "just needed a ride" before running away.
Adam was already on the phone with 911 and the first cop was at our corner within 30 seconds. The cop took off to chase after the thief and a second cop immediately arrived to get Adam's story. I came downstairs for a few minutes to talk to the police but was honestly really creeped out by standing around outside. It was dark, no one was outside, and I was afraid the guy might come back with a weapon.
Adam was downstairs with the police for about an hour longer to file a report and wait for the investigator. Within this time, the police caught the thief. Adam eventually ID'd him and was able to come back upstairs.
The guy had tried to steal the car by busting out the back window with a rock. He unfortunately also busted up the frame. This guy might have been the dumbest thief ever. There was glass and blood all over the scene. He also used the flashlight that was in the glovebox to be able to see. And there was a set of keys (not ours) that he tried to use in the ignition. I guess he thought one set of keys works for all cars.
Luckily the guy was apprehended pretty quickly and Adam's going to court today to testify. The police believe the thief has been involved in at least 10 recent car robberies in the area.
I'm eternally grateful that Adam was safe. Had we known someone was in the car, we would have immediately called 911 and he would not have walked up on it. We just figured it was another hit and run, someone stole something, or maybe a branch fell on the car. We never considered someone was trying to steal the car. It was also 4AM, so our brains weren't super sharp.
This poor car has been so beat up over the last month. A hit and run and now this. Poor Civic. Poor insurance deductible. I know things could always be worse, but it's still frustrating to have to deal with this all over again.