Savannah...

Happiness can be summed up in four words. 600 thread count sheets. And everyone said "Amen." =) We had a blissful anniversary weekend in Savannah, and this is where we stayed. Everyone ooh and ahh now. It was a marvelous b&b with Victorian decor, crystal goblets for your oj at breakfast, and chocolate dipped strawberries for afternoon snack, conveniently located in the heart of the historic district. If you like wandering around and talking in beautiful places, this is the weekend getaway for you.

The weather on Saturday and Sunday was gorgeous. Not too hot, not too cold, and plenty sunny. We wandered under a blue sky and a green canopy, enjoying each new sight. We also enjoyed the chance to talk without being distracted by a certain 15-month-old. As much as you love your child, he is distracting, and in some ways, you have to relearn how to talk uninterrupted for hours the way you used to do before he came. We had time to catch up and relearn our old art of conversation. We'd both missed it.

The front porch. We sat there and watched the world go by a bit in the evenings.




We've stayed in b&bs a couple of times. This was the first time they had our names on the door. I was impressed.

David making his morning coffee. I liked the mirror in the bathroom. I took this shot from the bed, which had curtains all around it. You could close them completely. That was fun! It was like its own little bed island in the middle of the room that way.

This is the foutain in the middle of Forsyth Park. We went back there in the evening on Saturday night because they had a free Shakespeare in the Park evening. Actors performed sections of Shakespeare's works on love under the stars. For some reason, I loved that I could hear the swings and the laughter of kids on the playground while Otello killed Desdemona. I'm weird.

This is one of Savannah's many beautiful squares. When Savannah was laid out originally by the first colonial governor, he planned for there to be 24 squares in between the streets. 21 of them still exist. They are all lovely, and they are all different. Our tour guide explained that the reason that so many antebellum houses still surround them is because of the efforts of the city fathers. You see, they watched Sherman burn Atlanta, and then he headed their way. Being the intelligent men that they were, and seeing as how Atlanta had been better defended than they were, they did the honorable thing. They surrendered. =) And because of their "heroism", we can still see the houses they rescued from being burned to a crisp. I don't have a problem with it. =)

We saw a lot of brides on Saturday. For $175, you can rent any square for your wedding for 4 hours. That also comes with a policeman to chase away the bums and the gawking tourists. Obviously he wasn't doing his job that well, 'cause I got this shot. Heh heh. I think I saw at least 3 brides on Saturday. Our trolley tour guide told us she'd seen 14 weddings in one day once as she drove around.

This is a picture of me standing in the middle of one of the longest alleys of live oaks in the world. I think it stretches for a mile, and you can visit it during normal visiting hours at Wormsloe Plantation. The trees were planted in honor of the birth of the owner's son in the late 1700s.