Addendum: Day 44: Savannah

Sunday, July 26, was the last day. The real last day. After this day, we’d be at home. For good. Six weeks (with a three-day layover at home) was coming to an end. Our first stop was in Georgia (Atlanta), and our last stop was in Georgia. We left Hilton Head Island, and all four of us headed for Savannah. I’d never been there, and Dave hadn’t been there since he was a little kid. Patrick had picked out two restaurants that we thought we could go to for lunch, but both were closed, so we drove downtown and parked near this Savannah College of Art and Design theater.


When I spotted this old tile work on the ground outside a store that was once a pawn shop, I realized that I was never able to pay up on my agreement with Dave to let him go into one pawn shop on our trip. So sad. Moving along.


The four of us walked about for a little while and came upon this gorgeous house called the Davenport House.


The Davenport House was built in 1820 and has a ghost cat. That’s right. A ghost cat. Dave and I decided not to take the tour, so we didn’t get to hear more about it.


As always, we found the old-ass cars in the neighborhood. These were in front of the Savannah police station.



I immediately fell in love with the old houses in the city.










We came upon the Firefly Café, where we had Sunday brunch. It was terrific. I had the Southwestern omelette, and Dave had the Italian sausage omelette. Dave was really torn about whether or not to get the pancakes, but we were both pleasantly surprised when our meals came with a little pancake that they called a “hoecake.”

In the park outside the Firefly was this sign commemorating the composition of my favorite song of all time.


The gent who wrote the song was music director at this church.


After lunch, we said “goodbye” to Jen and Patrick and continued to explore the city on our own. We passed the lovely Cathedral of St. John the Baptist,



Flannery O’Connor’s childhood home,



And the elegant Savannah Cotton Exchange.


We drove to the riverfront area as well and found ourselves on a painfully bumpy cobblestone road.




I believe this wall and building were near the Riverfront, but I’m having trouble finding information about it. Any ideas what this is? Please let me know.


In order to leave town, we passed the awesome Talmadge Memorial Bridge, built in 1990, which, I have read, is stunning at night.


On our way out of town, we also passed the Great Dane Trailer Company with this awesome statue in the front yard.



We drove straight home from Savannah and arrived around 11 pm, I think. It was great to come home to a clean house again and to be home for good this time.