Our
travel partners needed to go to Savannah, GA to meet a client, so
we tagged along. We had been to Savannah before, but did not
get a chance to look around as much as we would have liked.
It took about 2 hours to get from Charleston to Savannah, but the
traffic was light and there was no rain - yet.
The photos below are what we saw.
The
streets of downtown Savannah were lined with beautiful oak trees
draped with Spanish Moss. We had lunch at 700 Drayton, an
upscale restaurant across the street from Forsyth Park.
The
pavillion at Forsyth Park was nice and a recent addition.
Ah,
the hardware-software dichotomy. The park hosted a nice
statue as well as some statuesque items.
The
large fountain in the park was quite ornate.
The
sign tells the story.
My
faith in the status of humankind had been badly shaken by sights
the previous day, so this gal went a long way to restoring some
confidence in circumstances.
Outside
of 700 Drayton is this nice marble statue carved before the
discovery of LSD.
After
lunch, we decided to take a tour of Savannah. Finding
parking was a hassle and the main street reminded me of Manhattan
in terms of traffic. We survived the street crossing, but it
just barely.
The
main highway was lined by nice oaks and had signs describing the
historical significance of the area.
We
stopped
into the Hyatt and got this nice view of the old waterfront.
The
convention center and Westin were across the Savannah River.
We
drove past the city market area. Interesting, but not
compelling.
Then,
an unexpected insult: about 1/3 way into the tour, we were taken
to the train museum and told that we had to get out and wait in
line for another bus. So, we got out and waited in the hot
sun until another bus came along. This bus was even more
uncomfortable and the driver's information unintelligible.
We
drove past one of the newer plazas where there were some
fountains.
Most
of the plazas had some kind of historical statue or plaque in
them. Above, note the statue in the center of the plaza.
We
passed the Segway dealership and it seems that they also offer
tours. I have used them before and they are fun, albeit a
bit pricey. But, in the right environment, they would be a
hoot to ride.
Some
of the historical buildings have been converted into shops.
This
monument as dedicated to a Mr. Pulaski who died on the date shown
on the monument. The tour guide told us that the carving
showed that he died via the head of the rider turned to the rear.
All
throughout the day we saw FFAs (Fantastically Fat Asses) and then
this fellow sat in front of us on the bus. It was sad
that he was so young, but the fact is that he was sufficiently and
persistently obese that the fat rolls on his neck had chaffed his
skin to the point of leaving a scab (see the left side of his
neck). Obamacare supporters beware: you will be paying for
this fellow's inability to control his behavior a few years from
now.
Further
on, we came upon this monument to the local law enforcement
community.
Some
of the Live Oak trees were truly magnificent.
We completed our tour and then went down to the Savannah riverfront to see the sights. From the wharf, we got a nice view of the bridge that spans the Savannah River.
We
went through the Hyatt on our way out and Kathleen got the shot
above of the group.
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