This is the "beauty" of taking a photo with your cell phone. 
Spanish moss apparently is TEEMING with little no seeums called chiggers - shudder!!!
You know those times when you are on vacation and you think.....MAN so and so should be here to see THIS!? I had so many of those directed towards Aunt Barb! This place was an antique TREASURE HALL. 11,000 sq. ft of mantles, armoires etc. Mostly large scale, all amazing.
The bar for our rec room?
This garden was used as a medical ward in the Civil War.
More fun things to pave the streets with...purple glass.
Tropical storm Faye moving in.
Old fire bell. 1 bell ring meant the fire was on block one 2 on block 2 etc. going to 24.
Outside doors protecting the "fancy" inside doors.
The man who built this house owned an iron works. He claimed if it could be made from wood, he could make it from iron. The entire house is trimmed in cast iron, window sills steps, and all.
The self proclaimed "Gulla Man"
Mrs. Wilkes...and a happy husband. We came a little late to lunch and we had the whole table to ourselves, with the exception of one man who eats there daily. He owns a high end boutique across the street. Did I mention the happy husband?
High humidity! So much for formal night.
The big crab boil at the Marriott. No crabs. We ditched.
Have you ever seen my husband smile without being forced to? Rare huh. The pic is actually of the stairs he is on. They were knee high in places and went up two stories and came out at the cotton warehouse end of the buildings.
According to the chamber of commerce guy, this road used to make room for two lanes of traffic, the trolley and a row of parking. oi.
mmmmmmm.
Outside the hotel.
It got a little windy with the tropical depression moving in.
Spanish moss apparently is TEEMING with little no seeums called chiggers - shudder!!!
You know those times when you are on vacation and you think.....MAN so and so should be here to see THIS!? I had so many of those directed towards Aunt Barb! This place was an antique TREASURE HALL. 11,000 sq. ft of mantles, armoires etc. Mostly large scale, all amazing.
The bar for our rec room?
This garden was used as a medical ward in the Civil War.
More fun things to pave the streets with...purple glass.
Tropical storm Faye moving in.
Old fire bell. 1 bell ring meant the fire was on block one 2 on block 2 etc. going to 24.
Outside doors protecting the "fancy" inside doors.
The man who built this house owned an iron works. He claimed if it could be made from wood, he could make it from iron. The entire house is trimmed in cast iron, window sills steps, and all.
The self proclaimed "Gulla Man"
Mrs. Wilkes...and a happy husband. We came a little late to lunch and we had the whole table to ourselves, with the exception of one man who eats there daily. He owns a high end boutique across the street. Did I mention the happy husband? 
High humidity! So much for formal night.
The big crab boil at the Marriott. No crabs. We ditched.
Have you ever seen my husband smile without being forced to? Rare huh. The pic is actually of the stairs he is on. They were knee high in places and went up two stories and came out at the cotton warehouse end of the buildings.
According to the chamber of commerce guy, this road used to make room for two lanes of traffic, the trolley and a row of parking. oi.
mmmmmmm.
Outside the hotel.
It got a little windy with the tropical depression moving in.
Chris was sent to Savannah Georgia for a EANGUS conference at the end of August. He had declined the invite, but was soon "urged" to go and so with just over 2 days notice we jumped in the car, at 3 a.m. drove to Pocatello, flew to Salt Lake, then to Cincinnati Ohio, and then FINALLY and eternity later we arrived in Savannah Georgia.
Despite it being August in the South tropical storm Fay kept everything nice and balmy (to the locals at least) and kept me from having an absolute melt down. It rained a bit, but that didn't keep us from checking out what we could from our hotel room.
They put us up at the Marriott on River Street, which was a wonderful room (down bed, blankets, pillows etc. oh my!) on the concierge floor which was great! The conference was across the river, and we took a water taxi to our meetings which was kind of nice to sit back and enjoy a short jaunt on the river.
Despite it being August in the South tropical storm Fay kept everything nice and balmy (to the locals at least) and kept me from having an absolute melt down. It rained a bit, but that didn't keep us from checking out what we could from our hotel room.
They put us up at the Marriott on River Street, which was a wonderful room (down bed, blankets, pillows etc. oh my!) on the concierge floor which was great! The conference was across the river, and we took a water taxi to our meetings which was kind of nice to sit back and enjoy a short jaunt on the river.
We spent most of our free time on River Street and tried some new foods, none of which disappointed, Chris was crazy over anything they could make that had pecans, (Mrs. Wilkes boarding house made him happy for days!) and I was the same way about She Crab Soup.
Savannah had some of the nicest people we could have imagined and the city itself was breathtaking ( the little parts that we saw). Chris being a Civil War history buff, and me well let's just say Savannah had a little of everything that I ADORE!!! I found great antique shops, and art galleries, and the homes and gardens in the historic district made me NUTS!!! We took a few tours, and did a LOT of shoulder rubbing, hopefully making some contacts that will be helpful in Chris' career.
The flight back was LONG, we flew from Savannah to North Carolina, to Atlanta Georgia, to Salt Lake, to Pocatello. All said we were up at 2 a.m., and arrived at home after 6 p.m. that night.
At home, the kids started school while we were away, and thanks to amazing friends and family, no one was in need of therapy from the neglect!
Savannah had some of the nicest people we could have imagined and the city itself was breathtaking ( the little parts that we saw). Chris being a Civil War history buff, and me well let's just say Savannah had a little of everything that I ADORE!!! I found great antique shops, and art galleries, and the homes and gardens in the historic district made me NUTS!!! We took a few tours, and did a LOT of shoulder rubbing, hopefully making some contacts that will be helpful in Chris' career.
The flight back was LONG, we flew from Savannah to North Carolina, to Atlanta Georgia, to Salt Lake, to Pocatello. All said we were up at 2 a.m., and arrived at home after 6 p.m. that night.
At home, the kids started school while we were away, and thanks to amazing friends and family, no one was in need of therapy from the neglect!
The streets of Old Town Savannah were paved in the most intersting materials. Not that I spent all my time looking down...but one DID have to watch their step. 
A lot of the old parts of town are paved with rocks that came in the bottoms of boats. When settlers arrived from the Old World, they came expecting to fill their boats with all kinds of exotic things and take them back with them, thus they had to come with SOMETHING in their boats for stability, so they filled them with rocks, that they later used to pave the streets. NOT FLAT....NOT COBBLESTONE.
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