Scroll up: "The Slave Market." You know, downtown in the tourist district. (I think it's now called the Charleston City Market, or something like that. No slaves were actually sold there though that wasn't too far away. The underground jail is at the end of the street if that tells you something. It was where the slaves sold their goods.)
Market, as in a farmer's market? I'm literally leaving here in a few minutes to hit the Summerville market. I want a jar of organic blueberry jam, to start...gotta see what's there today. A great atmosphere! Hell, they have a live band for several hours on Saturday's.
In the heart of the Lowcountry, there is a place where flowers bloom by the acre and history lives on every corner. Where world-class cuisine is served with a side of Southern charm, sweet tea is measured by the gallon, and it's a short ride to Rainbow Row, the Edge of America and gardens galore.
www.visitsummerville.com