Savannah GEE OH GEE A
Leaving Charlotte, we headed straight for Savannah, Georgia. We arrived in the early evening, but since it was Sunday, the town was sleepy.
For the first several hours, we walked around largely unimpressed. It was a tourist trap, and we hadn’t found anything that had grabbed either one of us. I remembered Savannah as being a beautiful city from my visit several years ago, and knew there was so much more then what we were experiencing.
As the sun set, we walked farther and farther, and began to realize that a huge percentage of the intersections are large green spaces with beautiful stone sculptures or fountains. Savannah has an enormous amount of green space and towering weepy trees methodically shading every street. The architecture is old and beautiful, often complimented by brick or cobblestone streets and sidewalks.
After several aimless hours, we asked a bike taxi-man if there was a coffee shop that wasn’t Starbucks. (We have solidified our distaste for the chain joints on this trip – Starbucks on the top of that list). They directed us two blocks away, to what was one of the highlights of Savannah for us.
We spent the rest of the night in the coffee shop – probably the only non art school kids there (SCAD – Savannah College of Art and Design has a huge presence in the city.)
We parked on a quite street, pinned up our curtains, and slept right in downtown Savannah, careful to set our alarm for just before the meter maids start work for the day. Oh how I love our travel motel.
For the first several hours, we walked around largely unimpressed. It was a tourist trap, and we hadn’t found anything that had grabbed either one of us. I remembered Savannah as being a beautiful city from my visit several years ago, and knew there was so much more then what we were experiencing.
As the sun set, we walked farther and farther, and began to realize that a huge percentage of the intersections are large green spaces with beautiful stone sculptures or fountains. Savannah has an enormous amount of green space and towering weepy trees methodically shading every street. The architecture is old and beautiful, often complimented by brick or cobblestone streets and sidewalks.
After several aimless hours, we asked a bike taxi-man if there was a coffee shop that wasn’t Starbucks. (We have solidified our distaste for the chain joints on this trip – Starbucks on the top of that list). They directed us two blocks away, to what was one of the highlights of Savannah for us.
We spent the rest of the night in the coffee shop – probably the only non art school kids there (SCAD – Savannah College of Art and Design has a huge presence in the city.)
We parked on a quite street, pinned up our curtains, and slept right in downtown Savannah, careful to set our alarm for just before the meter maids start work for the day. Oh how I love our travel motel.
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