Come in Spring for the Azaleas...
Favorite thing: Come in Spring for the Azaleas blooming. March 5 - April 30th. March 17 is St Patricks Day and savannah has the second largest parade in the US and the largest party afterwards. 1/2 million people came out for it last year
Tour Savannah's historic...
Favorite thing: Tour Savannah's historic District.
A tour in Savannah's historic District is a must! Remember it will not take you a day to see Savannah by feet due to the sweltering heat. However a tour by carriage will carry you to the many squares and intresting sites in downtown Savannah. The tour guide also gives you good information in regard to the background and personalities relating to the many 18th century homes, churches and businesses.
If you like to explore Savannah on wheels than you would have to go to the Hyatt Regency Hotel or Savannah's Visitors Center in which you have options to choose either a tour by a horse drawn carriage, a mini bus, or an open air cable car like vehicle.
Fondest memory: What I miss the most about Savannah when I am away are walking through those beautiful squares in Savannah's historic district. Admiring those beautiful elegant 19th century homes surrounding the square. I was a little dissapointed that I have only spent 2 days in this city, it really exceeded my expectations and it is worth a week to explore all of Savannah and the surrounding areas.
The street in the Historic...
Favorite thing: The street in the Historic District of Savannah are very clean, well maintained and green. One of the great things about Savannah is that you can see rich people walking their dogs out at the many squares, while there are some poor kids playing in the fountain water at the square, it does not seem to bother the rich folks.
Savannah Bridge crosses over...
Favorite thing: Savannah Bridge crosses over the Savannah River and heads North to the state of South Carolina. The bridge is probably the most dominant structure in the skyline of Savannah. The recently built bridge is now considered a landmark of Savannah as this structure often appears in company logos and restaurant menus.
The bridge is 185 feet or 56 meters tall.
Beyond the bridge Savannah's chemical industries and port can be seen.
Enjoy the slow pace of life...
Favorite thing: Enjoy the slow pace of life that is the south by walking at a leisurely pace through the canopy of trees that line the wide streets and are strategically broken up with fine squares that make you realize that city planners seemed to know more about life then than they do now...
Fondest memory: I slumped down in the hot car seat, a bit dejected. The old Honda Civic had never failed me before, but here I was, stranded on my way back to Savannah from Tybee Island, off the coast of Georgia. Though the eleven-year-old car had 215,000 miles on it that spanned from Key West, Florida to Fairbanks, Alaska, I had maintained it well and it had never failed me before. We arrived in Savannah late on a Saturday afternoon with plans of spending a few hours before making our way towards Charleston. When we decided to stay, there was little in the way of inexpensive accommodation and in fact, little available at all aside from very seedy places on the edge of town. We got a nice room about a half hour up the road towards Charleston and I suggested going back to Savannah the next day and paying for another night in this room as it would allow us to see Savannah and then be well on our way to our next destination early the following day. It seemed like a great idea at the time.
Arriving early on Sunday morning, Savannah seemed a much more peaceful place. It was easy to secure free parking and we enjoyed strolling the magnolia-strewn streets. The scent of the south in spring was in the air with calm respite from the summer heat in the canopy of trees shading the street, culminating most magnificently in the many manicured squares that dot the sleepy city. With the early start and with some things being closed on Sunday, we decided we had seen enough of the city and headed to Tybee Island, Savannah’s beachside resort, about 45 minutes away. We were disappointed with its brown ocean and crowded beachfront and the trip seemed a waste of time. Little did we realize how much time we would lose. On the way back, we both noticed the smell emanating from the engine and finally the temperature gauge shooting towards the upper extremity with alarming speed. I pulled over to find my radiator taxed and smoking. I called AAA for road service and they said someone would be there in an hour and that’s when I started to slump in the hot car seat and where this story started.
Charlie arrived and apologized not so much for being late as for the fact that there was little he could do for us. It was Sunday and there wasn’t a mechanic open for a hundred miles. He then said he couldn’t tow us more than five miles but he would follow us back into town if we liked. We made it all of a mile before it overheated again. I asked him where his shop was and he said about ten miles south of Savannah, and about fifteen miles from where we stood stranded. He said he’d bring us back there for free so with little choice, we loaded up the Civic on the truck and hopped in. He took us to a couple motels near the shop but he couldn’t bear to leave us there. They were run down crack houses and certainly no place to bring a pretty young lady visiting from another country. He brought us back to his shop and left us off outside the gate as he had two calls while carting us around the last two hours. He said he’d come back as soon as he could and even bring us into Savannah if he had the time. We sat tight as it was getting dark and the area on the main street didn’t seem too safe. He finally did return and opened up the compound for us to lock the car inside with all of our belongings. He then drove us to Savannah and was willing to take us from motel to motel, but I told him to go as we would find something and he’d done more than enough already. We were safe where we were and the worst thing that would happen is we’d pay for an expensive room or sleep in the bus station. I managed to find a room at the local hostel and we resigned ourselves to another day in Savannah.
We enjoyed the next morning, leisurely having breakfast on the balcony and not in a rush. I called the mechanic who explained the radiator and fan were shot but that it would be done by late afternoon. One day turned into two and the radiator turned into a water pump and timing belt. It was time for drastic measures so we picked up some shampoo, a razor and shaving cream, and a comb. Just because we were stuck wearing the same clothes for three days, there was no reason for us to smell like it too. We got ready for our first full-fledged night on the town. Okay, even I was tiring of the brewpub by this point but we weren’t exactly dressed for the Velvet Elvis, a local alternative club, with a line running up the street of blackly bedecked and carefully scruffy collegians waiting to get in. Beige Bermudas and Birkenstocks were just not going to make it and that’s what I had been sauntering around town in for three days. After a few beers, we went back home, anticipating an early start the next day.
The car was ready around two and they send a truck around to pick us up at, where else, the brewpub. The car was still in one piece and working like a charm. Okay, it cost me about $850 but I had learned a couple of things in the process. First, I found out that the girl I’d fallen in love with in Germany was not just another pretty face, but someone that would stick by me when things got rough, not make me feel inadequate for it, and best yet, laugh about and enjoy our situation better than could be expected. And second, I leaned to never underestimate human kindness. Charlie could have played it by the book, and said, he couldn’t tow us more then five miles. He could have dropped us off at a dive, with our car in dodgy surroundings, but he didn’t. He went beyond his duty and did what a person really should do. He made sure we were okay and safe. I couldn’t make a big deal over it at the station as he had perhaps overstepped his job and done something wrong in driving us around for hours. I never got to say more than a big thank you to him when he dropped us off in Savannah, but he could see from the smiles on our faces, we were more than just grateful and I hope that whenever he passes those seedy hotels, he remembers the couple that he knew didn’t belong there, and made the extra effort to make sure they either. Thanks again, Charlie.
This has to be one of the most...
Favorite thing: This has to be one of the most beautiful cities in the world! Restaurants that were once pirate bars!! The old cotton district warehouses are now eateries and shops. River Street is a must see..
Fondest memory: The squares and majestic oak trees along side palm trees. Wedding cake houses, and a culture to die for.
Take a walking tour. Savannah...
Favorite thing: Take a walking tour. Savannah Walks offers a variety of wonderful tours through the old town, describing everything from history, architecture, and gardens to their famous 'Ghost' tour, describing the various hauntings that lurk in the city.
In Savannah, take a river boat...
Favorite thing: In Savannah, take a river boat cruise to see dolphins and to go to Tybee island where the best beach of Savannah is situated. Walk around the streets and admire the historical buildings. There is a great market also in town worth checking out.Picture : Savannah by night
Favorite thing: It's almost a prerequisite that you have to read "Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil", also known as "The Book", before heading to Savannah. I had read it many, many years ago and started to reread it before heading to Savannah, I didn't quite finish it but it was interesting to read in conjunction with the trip. I think the author may have taken a few liberties with the truth, in fact says as much at the end of the book. But it's still an entertaining look at some of the eccentric residents of Savannah and a murder. Or was it? That information died along with Jim Williams in 1980. Of course, "The Book" has been capitalized on in the form of tours featuring the sights in the book. I'm not quite sure where they take you but certainly the Mercer-Williams House where the murder takes place is on it. They may also take you by Clary's where Luther Driggers decides whether he is going to have breakfast, Club One where Lady Chablis still does her act, the Hamilton-Turner House, one of Joe Odom's many residences; and Bonaventure Cemetery which gives the book its title.
Favorite thing: under constructon
The U.S. Post Office has Massive Georgia marble and granite building with intricate friezes under eaves. Many architectural ideas are combined here. Notice the tower with its marble arches and intriguing details.
U.S. Customs House - 1-5 E. Bay Street
Greek revival style building designed 1848-52 by John Norris. An austere granite temple with Tower-of-the-Winds portico.
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Don't Rush, Just Soak It All In...
Favorite thing: Savannah is such a beautiful city to walk around. Do walk as much as possible in soak in your surrounds. Living in New York, I see many benches but never before have I had the desire to sit down on one just to ponder or soak in the atmosphere. Savannah is such a wonderful place to just take a seat and be at peace with the world. Take advantage of the benches in Savannah's parks and squares.
Fondest memory: Sunshine and blue skies can't be beat.
Come With An Appetite
Favorite thing: Serving sizes were huge in Savannah in most of the restauratns we visited, but everything is so good that it was hard to stop eating, even when we knew we should call it quits. Come to Savannah with an appetite and take advantage of all the great restaurant serving up hefty portions of local favorites.
Fondest memory: Eating my way through the city...
Check Out That Iron Work...
Favorite thing: There is a history behind Savannah's iron work and it can be seen all throughout the historic city. Just stop by fences or iron trims on the houses as you stroll through Savannah and admire the beauty of this iron work. If you are really interested, you should take a tour of the Savannah iron work.
Try this website: www.seesavannah.com/iron2.htm
A Bit Of Gory History
Favorite thing: Stop by the Lucas Theater at 32 Abercorn and see if you can find the bullet holes from a supposed drive-by shooting in prohibition times in which several people (I think 11) were killed. The bullet holes are still there, just touched up a bit to make them less noticeable.
Visit Fort Jackson
Favorite thing: This is the oldest standing fort in Georgia. Original begun in 1808 it was used during the War of 1812.
After being enlarged between 1845 and 1860 it served as headquarters for the Confederate river defenses during the Civil War.
Fondest memory: It is located at #1 Fort Jackson Road.
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The photo is from a postcard.
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