Savannah and Back

Savannah and back in 4 days.  With 23 other people.  17 of which were under the age of 10.  Yes, 10 years of age is what I wrote.  It was truly an amazing trip.  Amazing. In the previous post I said I was really not looking forward to the trip, and honestly it was for selfish reasons. But over the course of the 4 days I watched in wonder as these special little girls became Girl Scouts, no longer Brownies.  We exposed these girls to things they may never be exposed to ever again in their lifetime.  The activities chosen were not over the top, but meaningful.  They visited the birthplace of Girl Scouts.  They got to ride a trolley car, a ferry boat, a river boat, and a horse drawn carriage.  They ate Moroccan food with their hands while watching belly dancers.  They ferried across the Savnnah river and back with the moonlight in their eyes. They visited a graveyard and threw pennies on graves for good luck.  They rode a boat on the Bull River while dolphins waved hello.  Were dropped off by this boat to a deserted island in the middle of the ocean and spent a day  with nothing but squeals of complete joy in the water and sand.  They took a carriage drawn ghost tour through the 2nd most haunted city in the USA.  They climbed 178 stairs to the top of the Tybee Island light house.  They swam in the Atlantic Ocean til dark.  They ate seafood at a shack with 17 of their best friends while the salt spray tangled their hair.  They visited Outland center and got to pet a rather robust opossum.  And they built a file of memories to last a lifetime in their sweet little heads.  And so did I.

 I didn't take my Canon along this trip, just my Ipad, and the Instagram app.  These are my favorites I took on the trip by far.  There is something magical in that city.  And calming to my heart.  I am back rested, yes...crazy right?  And not as anxious about some things that are around the corner.  Although I do have HUGE things going on.  Did you see my facebook message????   For today, I've finished up and awesome art camp, am about to shut down the computer and head out with the kids.  Not sure where yet.  But that's not so important today.  Just the being together is.  See ya back later in the week where I shed light on the FB news. 



Getting Away to Savannah

This weekend my husband and I were able to sneak away to Savannah....without children. They were tucked away with Pawpaw and Gammy and friends. They never even missed us. We arrived early afternoon Friday and immediately hit the pavement. Billy likes to shop, so he's always a fun partner to have along for this sort of adventure. After cruising Boughton Street we decided to wet our whistles in a very swanky Tapas bar. Which now I understand means little foods. A little more walking and then it was time for dinner at the Pink House. OMG I ate such yummy fish, grits and greens (where else but in the south would they serve grits with a dinner that cost over $100). After filling our bellies we took the ferry across the river to the Westin for some hand shaking and back slapping. You see, we were actually in Savannah not just for the shopping, but for the Georgia Republican Party State Convention. And Friday night was super fun meeting candidates, seeing old friends from Leadership Georgia, and seeing constituents who work so hard at the grassroots level. Great time was had until the weeeeeee hours.

On Saturday since I was not a delegate this year, I had the opportunity to explore Savannah on my own. Camera in hand and a little bit of spending money I was off and running. First stop was back to @home vintage general. My favorite store of the city! I was in there at least an hour collecting wonderful trinkets for new collages in the works and some cake toppers for Amy. After this stop I walked and walked and walked. Stopping for a hotdog in the park next to a multi-talented musician and a man making flowers from palm leaves. My other major stop was in the shopscad store. What a fabulous mix of artists in that store.

I found myself taking pictures of odds and ends around the city. Not really the buildings, although the architecture is enough to make a historic preservationist melt. I love the way some of the rough textures created background for the delicate flowers. I also loved all the sounds this city made. It was busy with trolley tours, horse carriage rides, renovation machinery, boat whistles, street musicians and even a man hollering on the street corner about Satan. The infusion of sounds and scenery was enough to inspire me for days to come.

I really liked the way this iron gate created a pattern on top of this amazing church steeple. After 4 hours of exploring on my own it was time for another yummy meal and a long trip home. I love this city though, and can't wait to come back and explore some more!