Savannah

A few weeks hanging around Charleston, no plans on Sunday... Let's go to Georgia!

Savannah is just a few hours south of Charleston, down Hwy 17. We parked along the river and wandered through town, following chalk on the sidewalk through squares and parks to the end of the story in Forsyth Park. Savannah has the same southern charm as Charleston - people in the streets, Spanish moss draped over every tree, cute cafés - but it's more planned, laid out on a perfect grid with parks spaced regularly through the city. Our chalk story ended in Forsyth park, the heart of the city, which was so full of Frisbee players, fountains, and pavilions.

Adventure is Out There!

As we wandered back into town, we passed the Southeastern Railway Museum. Why not? We rode on a turntable and learned a little more about the development of the Southern economy. At one time, the Georgia had more track than any other company in the world. Sherman's neckties were lengths of track that were heated and wrapped around trees as Sherman marched to the sea.

We headed home in the afternoon, but not before stopping at the Coffee Fox. If you ever find yourself in this lovely little city, make sure to stop by for an iced Mexican Mocha served in a mason jar :)