The morning after the wedding we headed about 2 more hours south and we were in Savannah. Mmmmmmmm. I fell in love with that city.
I am a prepared traveler which means (besides over packing) I always read my guide book and know what I want to see. John would prefer to hop on a tour bus, get a feel for the city and then go back to the places you want to see. As I had been out until 2 AM at the wedding the night before I did it his way. I hated sitting still in the bus for so long but I did get a better overview of the city.
The historic district with its trees dripping in Spanish Moss (which is neither Spanish nor moss but a type of air fern as we learned on the tour),
the lush and quiet squares throughout,
Magnolia trees everywhere! and the beautiful homes.
While we were in Savannah I was really hoping to eat at Paula Dean's restaurant Lady and Sons
. The minute we got our room I called and it seemed you had to stop by and put your name on a list. It was about 2 and because it was Sunday they closed at 5. I didn't feel hopeful but we went over anyway. As soon as we walked up they yelled out to the crowd of people standing around, "Does anyone want to eat right now?" We do! And we walked right in. Lucky. Turns out Sunday is only Southern buffet. This worked out fine for me because I was able to try a lot of food I might not have tasted otherwise. And let me tell you there was not a thing I didn't like. OMG! Fried chicken, collard greens, barbecue, macaroni and cheese, green beans, cheese biscuits, hoe cakes. I went for it. I would never eat this kind of food. In fact lots of it was foreign to me but I was there and I was going to experience all the South had to offer. I loved it! Then came dessert. Gooey butter cake, banana pudding, peach cobbler....(I got on the scale the minute I got home and I am happy to report no weight gain.)
There we are in Paula Dean's, stuffed to the gills but quite happy.
So a little more touring of the city brought us to this cemetery called Colonial Park Cemetery
During the civil war Union troops were stationed there. They vandalized many of the graves. As a result there were gravestones lying about and no one knew where exactly they went. Many are so old and worn that you can't read them. The solution was to line them up on the back wall of the cemetery.
It was really a beautiful old city with so much to offer. As we were walking around this cemetery I heard a woman say to her husband that this city was really not for her. I couldn't imagine not enjoying it.
Check out this tree...
By this point the children had abandoned us preferring the hotel room to more walking. John and I on the other hand try to squeeze as much in to the day as we could. We finally settled in at a table on the street of the Six Pence Pub and had a drink before retiring.
Next morning we had an appointment to tour Savannah College of Art and Design (SCAD). This was an awesome tour. The school was everything I ever dreamed of. The buildings are spread throughout the city. The students ride bikes and hop on SCAD buses. Every building and department was mind blowing. As we were walking through the fine arts building John mentioned that this would have been the perfect school for me. Glad you feel that way John. See I'm leaving home and running off to Savannah. I've picked my double major and quite a few minors and I think I will live happily ever after. Anyway my daughter did love the school too.
After the tour we squeezed in a little shopping (and there's lots of charming shops here) at Shop SCAD
which is a gallery store featuring the artwork of students, staff and alumni. I could have bought everything in there. Lisa bought a dress and a small piece of artwork. Nice way to end our Savannah experience.
Now on to Sanibel Island.