Georgia On My Mind

Husband and I went on a little trip over Memorial Day weekend.

We're both history buffs, which leaves us a bit spoiled for choice in the South - in just a few hours' drive, we can be at any number of historical colonies, Civil or Revolutionary War battle sites, even Washington, DC. 

Here's a hint about our location of choice:

Yes sirs and madams, we went to Savannah. Not only for the historical points of interest, but Savannah is also where Hunter Army Airfield and Fort Stewart are located. Good friends going all the way back to Husband's initial officer training course were recently stationed there and graciously played tour guides extraordinaire, and allowed us to crash their pad and spoil their children.

 

They have a charming home - beautifully decorated, as she has impeccable taste, with an enclosed back porch and a pond. There are resident ducks who have caught on quickly that their yard is a good racket for bread: any time I walked up to the fence, they paddled at high speed over to the fence, even when I wasn't bringing carbohydrates.

We went on an absolutely fascinating trolley tour of the historic district and very quickly fell in love with the city. It rocketed to a top-five ranking on cities we would happily retire to.

Of course, many historical things were seen and facts acquired. For example:
Did you know that at the height of the cotton trade, the cities that set the price for cotton worldwide were Liverpool, England and Savannah, Georgia?

Treacherous stairs - there was a lowered alley between the main street and the mercantile buildings along the river. This was so the farmers bringing cotton had a ramp down to the water to load their wares on the ships, and as they passed underneath the men who judged the cotton were able to view it from above and set their price.

We had an incredible lunch at Clary's, as seen in the movie In The Garden of Good and Evil. If you ever stop in, I recommend the malted pecan waffle. It is served with honey and butter and might possibly be made by angels and ferried down on the clouds. 

and the gardens! the houses! the wrought iron, the ivy, the vibrancy and lushness of the city!

Pictures hardly do it justice.
 

Go see Savannah for yourself.