The son in our house in Connecticut, Gil, has a friend called Paula. She works at Arcadia Café where Gil (and Alex these days) buys his iced coffee. When Paula heard that Dave and I were going to Georgia, she said straight away: "You have to go to Savannah!". So we did.
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| Ailis' car had an appropriate plate... |
Dave's cousin Ailis had been sweet enough to lend us her car so one Monday we drove the 20-something miles to discover Savannah ourselves. On the way, we just had to stop in Dublin. Dublin, Georgia that is.
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| "It's not what you..." expect? want? need? |
We stayed at a B&B we had found and booked online before we left. The house was very impressive and a typical southern, georgian mansion type of place. It was run by "Lady Colleen", a 75 year old and very neat woman who wanted to share all her life stories with us. Luckily, we only got to hear four or five before we had to leave the house to hit town.
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| The white manor is Lady Colleen's home :-) |
Savannah was simply beautiful. Our B&B was facing Forsyth Park, the city's main green with a massive fountain and a lot of fun activities. The old houses in historical town were to die for (if you're into houses and architecture) and the spanish moss that hung from every tree gave it all a mystical & whimsical feel. Every neighbourhood had its own small pub and restaurants, but there was also "nice" stores like Marc Jacobs etc. The steamboats down by the quays were also as if taken from a typical southern-set film.
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| Spanish moss - I love it! |
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| Dave walking alond Forsyth Park. Somewhere near is the place where Forrest Gump sits on a bench and talks about a box of chocolates. |
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| Check out the number/letters on this door! |
Dave and I had dinner and a couple of beers in the City Market, a place with cobbled streets, market stands and loads of restaurants and bars. A man was playing country music in the street and we had a great night.
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| City Market in Savannah. |
The day after, the other couple staying in the B&B had taken over the task of listening to Lady Colleen's stories. She had joined them at the breakfast table so when we arrived she only had 6 stories left to share. They were very amusing though, so it wasn't all that bad. The couple was nice and friendly, came from Tennessee and advised us to drive to Tybee Island. "You're gonna love it there." So we did. But before we left, we had another walk down to the quays of Savannah.
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| The old cotton exchange (By the way, Alex had the song "Cottonfields" on her mind the entire trip...) |
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| Gothenburg? No, Savannah. |
And we loved it! The scenery was fantastic driving across the bridges to Tybee Island. Marshland following small creeks, boats in mudbeds and funny seafood shacks. Tybee Island Beach was a long streched, lovely beach with piers, lifeguard towers and perfect waves. And I have never in my life felt a warmer water! (Except for in the shower.) It must have been 26-28 degrees in the water, if not more. We had a lovely, relaxed time on the beach before we drove back to Griffin.
Oh, and we decided to get married in Savannah instead of waiting for next year and Ireland.
No, we didn't. Just kidding. :-)
/Alex