Charleston is full of churches, so many that it has the nick name Holy City. Among them is the historic Huguenot Church which, while it is not the largest is definitely one of the most distinctive, and I’d say my favorite.
I always found this random spiral staircase and the centered bamboo topiary to be an interesting fit for the otherwise sober-looking engineering building.
And here’s looking back up (on a different day and from a different direction). The Campanile also figured heavily into my morning (and afternoon) routines, being the signal that I was finally at work and also that I was ready to head home. It’s maybe the most recognizable thing about Berkeley.