Savannah Vacation! -July 2013

Yes, boys and girls, THIS is how our vacation started. That is p'jones' car. In the air. Without back tires. "Why?" you may ask. Oh, because his tire was coming off the wheel and any air that was put in, came right back out. The unexpected expense of two shiny new shoes for his baby before the trip tried to put a damper on our spirits. Fortunately, we were able to get a recommendation from the COSTCO guy and get in as one of the last appointments before the July 4th holiday. We are thankful that the series of events panned out as it had. Heaven only knows what kind of mess we would have been in if we discovered this on our drive the next morning when 1a. It was raining 2b. We were in the middle of nowhere and didn't know where any tire shops were 3c. It was a holiday and most mechanics were closed. So thankful! 

As we drove though the middle of nowhere, we saw this HUGE flag. Thank you for the reminder of why we had the 4th off. Love the storm clouds in the back. Fortunately for us, it was overcast the majority of the drive down. Honestly, I think the sun poked its head out from behind the clouds for our last 30 minutes of the trip and decided to stay out while we 'cationed. The weather was beautiful, which we were told is not normal for July. Low humidity, high 80s, and wonderful breezes. There was the occasional downpour, but they were quick and a little refreshing. 

A couple of pictures from River Street. This was our first time watching saltwater taffy get sectioned off and individually wrapped. The nice gentleman let Paul and I try it. YUM! Pina colada!

Our view from our balcony. We were able to watch the fireworks from here and avoid all the crazy folks down on the river. It was awesome.

Our first day- I posed with a fountain near our hotel before going to the cemetery. We saw a headstone that said the husband passed before his son was born, but the son was one year older than the father. On our trolley tour we learned that soldiers camped in the cemetery and messed with the grave stones when they got bored.

We had dinner at a little Pub on the first night. Of course p'jones wanted to show that phone booth that his technology is way more advanced.

On our second day, we took the trolley tour of the historical downtown area. And took pictures of ourselves and the horses next to us.

We walked back to the fountain in Forsyth Park and discovered delicious chocolate donuts and a scent garden that was closed. That stunk!

That night we went on the ghost trolley tour and made 44 new friends (some sober). We went into the rum cellar at the Pirate's house (there's no rum in it), heard stories as we rode around town, and stopped off at the Sorrel Weed House to hear stories and search for ghosts. I learned that there are ghost detecting apps for smartphones and that ghosts like pregnant women. The lack of ghost appearances led me to wake up in the middle of the night needing to go to the bathroom, yet afraid to get out of bed for fear that I would be shred to pieces. Way to go imagination.  I think this is a picture from one of the squares on the ghost tour.

Day 3- Tybee Island. We had great timing and were able to get a primo parking spot, see the lighthouse, and see a man riding a bike with a big parrot on his shoulder.

This is the last picture of me with my sunglasses before the ocean ate them (and nearly me). No worries, they were $3 and Paul managed to keep his expensive prescription glasses on his face. That takes talent.

A few of my favorite things: that man I love, flying a kite, the lighthouse, the beach, blue skies...all captured in one picture.

No more glasses! Us and the lighthouse. Great seats on the beach.

On the way to buy more sunglasses (and find a toilet) Paul and I were eaten by the same shark (head). Notice the angle on mine makes it clear that Paul just walked right in and the shark didn't eat him. Paul's picture of me, on the other hand, well, that looks real (except maybe the building in the back and the lack of water, but those will be our secrets).

We had lunch (in the rain) at The Crab Shack. Talk about relaxing. Oh, and they had mini-gators. I decided these ones were in love and, therefore, my favorites.

Our navigation app (WAZE) detected that traffic was stopped on the interstate and led us through Milledgeville on the way home. Paul got to see where Sarah and Robert went to college, and see their Walmart and Zaxby's. PS- Waze is a fun app for the co-pilot. I enjoyed marking cops, debris, cars on the side of the road and verifying gas prices. We could even attach pictures. The folks stuck in traffic were posting pics of the traffic and an accident.

And now, it is back to reality. 12 more days until the McKendree Health and Wellness EXPO. 96 (I think) more days until the wedding. I am ready for the honeymoon.