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We spent last week in Savannah and Hilton Head.
I have to say that Savannah is great. Very southern, mossy, gas-lit salon-ey, very Berlioz & Pagannini and 1830's-ish.
Once you get used to the smell, that is. Paper mills really do smell like nothing else.
Got into Savannah on Friday and walked around a little bit. The next day we wandered around a bit more -- all of it downtown and all of it very cool (click on pictures to enlarge).
The real highlight of the day, though, had to be the Savannah Candy Co. Two stores downtown, and we hit them both. Fresh, fresh candy of every kind -- taffy to die for, brittle, pralines, fudge, chocolate-covered anything. You name it, it was in stock and in-credible. Biggest regret is that I didn't get more of that taffy -- just so damn good!
The rest of the week was spent on Hilton Head Island in South Carolina -- a state that apparently has the highest combined number of churches and strip clubs of any state in the country.
The weather started out kind of crummy but did get better as the week went on.
Couple of trips to the beach. One on foot:
And one on bike:
Little golf:
Little horseback riding for the kids:
A little time poolside. A little SC BBQ & Seafood. A lot of, ummm, "additional activities."
The trip back was a little bit more non-traditional than the trip in. We get to the Savannah airport at 6am, only to find out that our 7am flight was cancelled (with no explanation, of course). The problem here being that on a spring break weekend the flight system is so jammed to the gills that the next open seat out of Savannah was on the following Tuesday!
So rather than attempting to rig a set of connections that would get the four of us (and our luggage) home, we decided to rent a car and drive homw instead.
Turned out pretty well -- the refunds from United paid for the car. It was fitted with Sirius, which makes long-distance driving a whole lot easier, and a route through Lexington allowed for an overnight stop-off to visit the 'rents and the sibs (Johnny was in town, so it was a full-fleged reunion) and a return home just in time to almost get killed by lightning (see below).
I have to say that Savannah is great. Very southern, mossy, gas-lit salon-ey, very Berlioz & Pagannini and 1830's-ish.
Once you get used to the smell, that is. Paper mills really do smell like nothing else.
Got into Savannah on Friday and walked around a little bit. The next day we wandered around a bit more -- all of it downtown and all of it very cool (click on pictures to enlarge).
The real highlight of the day, though, had to be the Savannah Candy Co. Two stores downtown, and we hit them both. Fresh, fresh candy of every kind -- taffy to die for, brittle, pralines, fudge, chocolate-covered anything. You name it, it was in stock and in-credible. Biggest regret is that I didn't get more of that taffy -- just so damn good!
The rest of the week was spent on Hilton Head Island in South Carolina -- a state that apparently has the highest combined number of churches and strip clubs of any state in the country.
The weather started out kind of crummy but did get better as the week went on.
Couple of trips to the beach. One on foot:
And one on bike:
Little golf:
Little horseback riding for the kids:
A little time poolside. A little SC BBQ & Seafood. A lot of, ummm, "additional activities."
The trip back was a little bit more non-traditional than the trip in. We get to the Savannah airport at 6am, only to find out that our 7am flight was cancelled (with no explanation, of course). The problem here being that on a spring break weekend the flight system is so jammed to the gills that the next open seat out of Savannah was on the following Tuesday!
So rather than attempting to rig a set of connections that would get the four of us (and our luggage) home, we decided to rent a car and drive homw instead.
Turned out pretty well -- the refunds from United paid for the car. It was fitted with Sirius, which makes long-distance driving a whole lot easier, and a route through Lexington allowed for an overnight stop-off to visit the 'rents and the sibs (Johnny was in town, so it was a full-fleged reunion) and a return home just in time to almost get killed by lightning (see below).
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