As always, there are pictures.
I'm getting the impression that Savannah is a "girly town", because David really got bored on River Street. (Sam? Care to venture an opinion?)
Regardless, we both enjoyed visiting my favorite candy shop and sampling the praline candy. Mmm-mmm-mmm. I remembered how last year we bought a huge box of the stuff and had it all gone by the next day...but this time money was a little tight, so I didn't buy anything.
After spending far less time than I'd expected in historic downtown Savannah, and then walking the length of River Street, David was ready to head out to try and find a beach. We drove off in the wrong direction, then turned around and miraculously found our way to the beautiful Tybee Island. After a brief stop to admire a lighthouse, we picked our way down onto the beach.
I was wearing shorts, and I'd already taken my sneakers and socks off to walk in the sand barefoot, so it wasn't much of a stretch for me to run gleefully out into the water. My pants got thoroughly soaked. The water was warm and foamy and beautiful. You can't help but feel as if you're part of something when you're standing there, rushing tide pounding your legs and sucking the sand out from under your feet, bright sun shining overhead and sky clear and stretching out forever. I wanted to swim...but unfortunately I'd worn a rather nice shirt that I didn't want to ruin, so I had to content myself with wading.
Between jaunts, I convinced David to throw off his shoes, roll up his jeans, and do some splashing around of his own.
He too got soaked, and his jeans took quite a bit longer than my khaki shorts to dry.
I am so glad that we went to the ocean. If I ever plan my days-long excursion to Savannah, I will seriously consider staying on Tybee Island.
3 comments:
Sounds like you guys had SO much fun! Well, at the beach, anyway --sorry, David, that Savannah can be a bit on the boring, "girly" side!! :P My trips to Savannah in the past have been mainly to one dance club (please don't expect me to remember the name of it, I don't hold such high expectations for myself), to walk River Street, hitting the very vampyresque parts like in you guys' pics (the underground-like places with the painted green patches on the walls) and to go to Tybee Island. In my much younger, wilder days, my friends and I would cram into my old 1979 Oldsmobile Delta 88, and we'd "head for the beach," sleeping in the car at SOME point during the beach trek, because we'd just leave whenever we got the yen --REST BE DAMNED!!
Yeah, can't do THAT much, anymore! :P
Glad you guys had fun, there; we should ALL go down there one weekend (after MUCH sleep) and stay a night or two.
I think it was just the general touristy crapola stores on River Street. You seem to get that in every seaside town in England. The buildings were great, but I just can't get excited about Yet Another Generic 'I love XXXX' t-shirt store (obviously where XXXX is Savannah in this case, instead of I love XXXX, which would be a more interesting store, but would probably offend a lot more people).
I got a big kick out of just watching the scenery on the journey; how people live. Never saw cotton plants before that. And the small town Downtown like Statesboro was nice.
That sounds like fun... I'd love to see Savannah again myself and spend more time there. It looks like a really interesting place to visit when I was last there, and I just love the atmosphere of the place! All that spanish moss on huge, old trees, especially the ones in the graveyard we walked past really gives it a creepy yet uber cool feel to it, like you're living in history... I'd really love to see it again one of these days.
Now first, I have to save up to buy myself a plane ticket...
Dawn
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