Savannah, GA

I’ve fallen in love….

…with Savannah, Georgia….

…..but I’ll get to that in a minute.

First, the beach!

The ocean looked strangely like the Pacific, I must say. Hhhmmm…..

But, as I said in my last post, amazingly warmer. We had so much fun swimming and riding the waves.

The beach itself looked like so many pictures I’ve seen of the east coast of the U.S.

Odd, that.

Very pretty and very fun and we both got very burnt.

We’d gone through Savannah in order to reach the beach – Tybee Island Beach, that is. But we went back in to Savannah to stay the night at the noisiest Wal Mart parking lot ever….and it turned out they weren’t a 24 hour store and we didn’t realized that until we tried to go in to pee at 2 a.m. No prob – ironclad bladders. I know, sorry, TMI.

Anyway, back to my story. The next morning after a completely sleepless night, we drove in to the old town section of Savannah….

….and that’s where I fell in love.

I don’t know what it is about old architecture. All I can say is that it makes me feel at home.

Maybe it’s that attention to detail I find most appealing.

Beautiful old parks, too, with Spanish moss hanging from the trees.

A couple of monuments to a couple of guys. Lots of monuments to lots of guys. I wasn’t so much into learning all the history at this time as I was into just enjoying the views.

It’s got a great vibe.

Old and new.

Here’s more of the old…..

…and here’s some of the new…

…or at least, the quirky.

I really liked this plant growing in an almost completely beat up metal tub sitting outside a very fancy store.

Always nice to be welcomed….

More ‘unintentional’ art.

They had a sign out front that said, more or less, “If you like photographing our sign, you’ll love our food even more!” But we didn’t eat there. Watching the budget, you know.

This is from that scene in The Godfather where the guy gets shot to smithereens. No, not really, I just made that up. It just reminded me of that.

Speaking of quirky, these are a couple walls in a bathroom of a coffee shop. Really fun stuff.

As a native Californian, I never thought I’d ever in a million years say this, but I would love to settle down here some day. I’ve always wanted to buy a building like this. I’d live upstairs, have my shop downstairs and my garden on the roof.

Even though this place is run down, I know I could fix it up and make it great…..if I had the money…..which I don’t. But it’s nice to dream. I really do love this town. Sure it’s hot and sticky. I mean, it’s the South. And it’s summertime. What can one expect?