Monday, July 17, 2017

Oh' So Southern Savannah

I just love a good southern town...and southern manners, southern attire, southern food, and of course, good ol' southern sweet tea.  I guess I just may be a southern gal after all.  And maybe that's just why I adored out visit to sweet southern Savannah this past weekend.

We had grandiose plans to meet Uncle Jon, Aunt Bailee, and my newest obsession, baby Brecken, but as this summer seems to keep going...the best laid vacation plans keep going awry.  Very long story, but Clay and I opted to take the kids anyway and give a weekend in Savannah a whirl.

We arrived Friday afternoon just in time to check in to our downtown hotel and make our 5:00 dinner reservations at The Pirates House.  Dinner with the pirates is a must do when in Savannah.  And I'll be completely honest, it's for the experience, not the fare.





Be sure to note the pirate art in the background.  I insisted my Jack get a photo with it.



This friendly pirate gave us a tour of the old house and even told us a few spooky ghost tales.  Just enough to give Maggie a scare and adversely leave Jack wanting more.


Luckily, that is just what the evening plan was.  The girls went back to the hotel for bedtime {after a little horse play} and the boys headed out on a night time Ghost Tour.  This turned out to be Jack's favorite part of the weekend.



Come Saturday morning, we were ready to see all that Savannah had to offer.  There is so much history in this tiny town we figured the Old Town Trolley was the best way to fit it all in.



Just wait until you see how much my kids enjoyed this part of Saturday...




The pictures say it all.  In their defense it was near 100 degrees, Lucy had lost a fave toy at the trolley stop, and Maggie is completely made of sugar and had a fear of melting {also known as...she is a bit diva-ish}.

But don't fret, I knew how to make it all better.  We hopped off the trolley at River Street and hit Savannah Sweets.  All good after a delish lunch and a visit to the candy store.




We spent the rest of the afternoon strolling along River Street {which is the tourist hot spot}.  The kids saw the river, got their fortune told, and grabbed some souvenirs that were hand made right in front of them.






After all that, the hotel pool was calling our names.  The pool was small, but it was on the roof top which made it more of an adventure.



We clean up pretty nice, huh?  The grown ups got showers and the littles got pool baths.  We made our way to dinner to meet one of my besties from college and her family for dinner.


It has been near 4 years since I have seen Karen and it was incredible to see how much our kiddos had grown.  She and I picked up right where we left off.  Oh, how I miss her being right down the road from me.



Clay and I decided to make a pretty full day of Sunday, just to get the most out of our weekend.  We walked to breakfast as this delish and very crowded diner.  The line was out the door, but definitely worth it.



Then we made the short drive over to Tybee Island.  I have to be honest, I was extremely unimpressed with Tybee.  To be fair, I was completely spoiled growing up with beautiful beaches and and a stunning coastline, but even with that being said, the island didn't have much to offer.

However, Fort Pulaski was completely worth the trip over the bridge.  Again, another scorcher, and again, this one nearly melted.  Thankfully we found refugee within the shade of the fort.


 The abundance of history in Savannah can be overwhelming.  We found it to be pretty fascinating, but had to take everything in bite sized pieces with the two little girls.  The fort was a perfect way to tangiably experience the history.



We made our way through every tunnel, room and corridor we could find.  One because it was so fun and two because it was much cooler down there.  We even stumbled across this darling bird's nest.  It was literally at eye level with us and attached to the side of the concrete wall.  I don't think any of us had ever been that close to live baby birds before.  They were making quite a racket too.


The fort held several mock rooms of how it would have been back in the day.  Some of us enjoyed it more than others.



And everywhere you turned there was some sort of cannon.






By far, the jail was the biggest draw for my kiddos.  I've never heard them ask for so many pictures in all my life.



We decided to scoot out and grab some lunch before we all melted.  Again, another worth while experience though.


So long sweet southern Savannah.

We have one last big trip planned for summer.  If history repeats itself, I'll be curious to see what drama unfolds before this one.  Fingers crossed.


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