Georgia on My Mind

Monday June 1st

Savannah may be one of the coolest places I have been to. Edward and I arrived just before sunset and thanks to the very kind (and well tipped) valet we were allowed to park our Penske truck right out front of the hotel in their cab stand.

The city itself feels mysterious, historical and calm. You can’t help but slow down as you walk and take in the iron work, stairs carved into the sides of buildings and random other architectural details that make the city to unique place it is.

We had a great dinner, talked to the folks and headed to bed around 11pm with dreams of Pensacola Beach and a shopping trip to Target in our heads.

We got up early and explored the neighborhoods of the city in detail. We found a great diner for breakfast that was reminisent of the Franklin Trading Post, an old childhood haunt of Edward and I's.

We were on the road by 10am with hopes of finding ourselves on a white sand beach by sunset...