We started our day in Savannah with a stroll through the various squares all over the city. The Spanish moss/ oak tree combination offers a shady escape from the blazing heat.
The Spanish moss created this southern jungle effect that put us both in a lazy summer vibe. It hung like tinsel on a tree and we both wanted to touch it. Forutnately, before we did, we found out that it houses chiggers and other insects! Apparently, Spanish moss used to serve as bed padding before mattress came along and coined the phrase "don't let the bed bugs bite!"
There are statues and monuments in each of the squares commemorating various moments in either the Revolutionary or Civil wars, including this canon.
Att the top of Forsyth Park.
This guy called Gabbie "a nut" because of her arm ink. Really, sir?
Coffee at Sentient Bean, an organic fair-trade all-vegetarian (only one in Savannah) cafe at the south end of Forsyth Park. Gabbie and I had a really great brainstorming session. Solution sistahz.
Afterward, we walked up Abercorn towards Telfair Museum. I was able to snap a couple shots of the Bird Girl statue (Midnight in the garden of Good and Evil). There was a guard lingering around the statue to prevent photography, so Gabbie and I had a plan to distract her, but she was meandering through a different room when we walked up to the statue. No need for our covert operation.
We continued our exploration towards the City Market, a little area with shops, restaurants and this guy, Universe Imports.
Where they had remakes of an already bad remake of the Bird Girl statue. (sorry about the alignment, our androids and blogger don't seem to get along)
Then, we made our way to River St in search of a park that has a spot known to locals as "Echo Park." Legend is if you stand on the X, your voice will echo.
We passed this little guy, who was completely dead to the world with his lifelike chew toy.
While taking a picture of the dog, Gabbie made friends with a guy drinking a pitcher of beer by himself...
Guy: "Do have a dog?"
Gabbie: "No."
Guy: "Do you want one?"
Gabbie: "Yea, but I can't afford one"
Guy: "I'll buy you a dog."
Cool. Thanks!
We struggled to make our way down to Colonial Cemetery. The heat was so intense that we walked into every store for a moment of cool A/C.
Colonial Cemetery is small and the mausoleums are buried (and no one knows why). Apparently, soldiers during the Civil War slept in the cemetery and changed dates and names on the gravestones for kicks. So people would die before they were even born, a husband would be 50 years younger than a wife, and women would have 50 children. I can see the humor in that.
Soliders also took the gravestones out of the ground to make room for themselves and to prevent their horses from tripping.
For dinner we headed to Sol Fusion, a latin joint that was a little too far for us to walk on our tired feet. Our cab driver was interesting; check out his fork collection.
Ceviche and tacos. yummm.
Alexis joined us and introduced us to all this yummy food!
Shrimp and Crab Ceviche.... yum!
Gabbie and I split the jerk seitan taco
We took the scenic route back up to the historic district with pit stops at a friend's old residence and $1 drinks at the American Legion. We also stopped off at Pinkie Masters. They had Shark Week on and the program was about this guy who takes people on shark adventures. He tried to kiss a nurse shark, but it bit him instead. Good.
We ended our night with a hearse tour. The driver noticed we showed up with drinks (yup - completely legal and encouraged to walk around with drinks), so he stopped off at a bar during the tour so we could refill. Thanks, Brett!
Here is the Pirate House, where Pirate Flint inspired books like Treasure Island.
Cheersing Pirate Flint.
The tour took us all around Savannah, and dropped us off back at the hotel around midnight. It's hard to party in the heat, so we called it a night.
We got up early and were back on the open road by 8am.
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