When Ann suggested we stay over in Savannah en route to Florida, I remembered it’s a place I’ve always wanted to visit, and jumped at the idea. We arrived today, Holy Saturday, under clear, cool spring skies. I’ve always imagined Savannah as the best of all things Southern: grace and refinement, Spanish moss hanging off the trees, stately homes.
Glad to report it’s all this and so much more. It’s also a world-class deep water port, with container ships and tug boats gliding alongside the tourist waterfront attractions. The city was laid out with verdant green plazas every few blocks. And a spectacular suspension bridge spans the waterway, leading into downtown.
Ann and I walked the dogs 3 or 4 miles this afternoon along the harbor, down the streets and through several lush plazas. We dropped them off at the hotel, where they’re still sleeping like logs (or dogs); and went out for fondue dinner. We got to talk with Aubrey and Scott, in Portland with the Hansons for Easter… a bonus better than dessert!
Next up: Saint Augustine, Florida, another jewel on the Atlantic… with the added bonus of spending time with our Florida family at an Easter Monday beach outing! Peruse these pix for kicks!