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24 Hours in Charleston: We Are Not the Same

24 Hours in Charleston: We Are Not the Same

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Jessica Leigh Lebos
Feb 05, 2025
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Folks just love to compare Savannah and Charleston.

If you don’t live in either one, I guess it mostly makes sense. They’re both ah-dorable Southern enclaves with pretty houses and glorified histories. Both were the first cities in their original colonies, established along low-lying marshy bluffs along rivers that make commerce convenient. If you’re looking for a summer wedding venue with Insta-ready charm and 90 percent chance of swamp hair, either one will do.

However, due to the profusion of plastic to-go cups and legions of drunken bridesmaids tripping over themselves on our three-hundred year old cobblestones, Savannah often gets characterized as Charleston’s drunk, messy sister.

This is inaccurate. Yes, it is true that we are known for trashed tourists plowing their cars into monuments and twerking in the streets. But sisters? Nah. Cousins once or twice removed at most.

We definitely do not have the same dad.

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