I was at USC (go gamecocks!) in the early 80s. I shared a house with two other women, out towards Fort Jackson (maybe halfway between there and the campus) and rode my bike to campus for about a year. Going wasn't too bad--early in the morning--but getting back home could be one harrowing adventure. And that was more than 20 years ago--can't imagine what it's like now. Be careful, Hibiscus!