Savannah

Savannah has been my favorite American city ever since I first laid eyes on it back in '98. I must say that now that I've gotten to know Charleston better, it's probably a draw. Charleston has more grand, wooden houses while Savannah has its multitude of squares and parks and pretty houses - some wooden, some brick. It's just impossible to say which one is the purdiest.

Also, Friday evening and Saturday morning I spent some time with my friend Shirl, and three of her partners in crime, who'd come down from Atlanta. Good fun was had all round, as can probably be deduced from the pics below. My trip was a thing of wonder to them all, and everything from my cowboy boots to Norwegian food was under their inquisitive microscope. Personally, I had a blast fending off questions from left, right and below the belt...

All Savannah pics here.

Shirl (aka rubber face).


Tish, partner in crime.


Jakari, partner in crime.


Eufaula, partner in crime.


The pub where we had brunch Saturday.


They had some sweet, sweet bread pudding there. Mmmmmm, bread pudding.


James Edward Oglethorpe. Possibly the most naive colony founder of them all, he wanted Georgia to be a model for former prisoners. He forbade slavery, gambling and drinking. That only lasted a few years.


A monument to chief Tomochichi, who was a friend of Oglethorpe.


The African American monument down by the harbor.


Former slaves from Haiti fought in the Revolutionary War.


World War 2 memorial by the harbor.


A memorial to all those who have sailed to and from Savannah, especially the sailors lost at sea.


Some random parks and buildings. Hot damn, I love that Spanish moss hanging from the trees.