March 22 – March 24
Since our train was several hours late departing Charleston, we arrived in Savannah late at night. A short taxi ride took us to our hotel on the south edge of the historic district. Alyssa slept in, but I was up with the chickens. Looking out the window at the wet streets, I curled up in a corner chair with my book and a cup of rather weak hotel room coffee. We managed to get showered and downstairs in time to catch the tail end of their breakfast buffet at 10:30 so I got some really good coffee then.
After stepping into the nearby visitor's center for a map, we set out on a walk on a walk in the rain to check out the historic area of the city. My first impression of the city was that it is lush, wet and green. Dotted throughout the area are squares, or small parks. Each has at its center a water feature, a memorial or statue of a historical figure. Surrounding that are all sorts of shrubs and flowers. Towering above everything are the beautiful oaks, dripping with Spanish moss.
As they were in Charleston, the azaleas are in full bloom...pink, fuchsia, purple and white. Tall magnolias, with their dark green leaves, sport jumbo sized blooms of creamy white. There are several beautiful churches in the historic area also.
My favorite thing about our time in Savannah was slowing down a bit and enjoying the beauty of our surroundings.
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