Why would I go to Kathleen, you ask? Well, my good friend Jessica Lord is from there and I just had to drop in to understand EDIMGIAFAD (Every Day in Middle Georgia Is Air Force Appreciation Day).
And drop in I did, but then I got confused. Jessica lives in Oakland. So when I got to Kathleen at 9:30am, she was still asleep and, thus, could not give me any specific spots to check out.
I ended up at this crossroads…
…where I saw this sweet sweet mullet car (business in front, party in the back)…
…and then the post office, just down the street:
I thought I must be missing something, and it turned out I was right. When I finally connected with Jessica a little ways down the road, she told me that I had seen the whole town.
BUT, she said that if I had stopped at her parents’ house, a minute away from the crossroads, we’d have had a 9:30am beer on the back porch and hung out. BLAST!!!
Anyway, no regrets. On to Savannah.
My Atlanta host Makia’s dad grew up in Savannah, so I went into town with a list of things to do and places to see. So helpful.
Savannah is small and beautiful. It’s a riverside town, and one of its main drags is River Street. River Street is classic river city, but the age and style of the buildings also remind me of New England sea towns somehow. In both Savannah and even more so in Charleston, I was reminded of New England.
Here is River Street:
With cobbles and ship in the background:
River Street is very low. It’s at River level. The rest of the city is built behind a massive floodwall. Here are the stairs dropping down from East and West Bay Street to River Street:
Savannah’s historic districts are built as a grid around small, beautiful parks.
I just imagine that on a hot summer day in Savannah, sitting under the enveloping trees in one of these parks would be incredible and much needed:
Savannah has done a great job of preserving the old architecture in the historic district:
But I was so enthralled with the trees that I have about 100 pictures of them and hardly any of the buildings.
One of my favorites tree effects was the street tree tunnel:
Arright, enough trees. For lunch I went to Crystal Beer Parlor and had an excellent fish sandwich and beer and headed back to the car.
I wish I had more time in Savannah. I would like to go back with a little bit more time to explore outside of the historic district, but what I saw I really loved.
Savannah, consider yourself added to Walkabout 2.0!
Savannah to Charleston is about a two hour drive and my hosts Greg and Charlsi (both chefs) had a good plan in place: go to Slightly North of Broad, the insanely awesome South Carolina low country restaurant where Greg works, for appetizers and drinks and then to a concert.
That’s pretty much my perfect night, so I hustled north.
Here are Charlsi and Greg with their dog Ramon:
I came into dinner having read about Slightly North of Broad and, let me tell you, it exceeded my high expectations.
Greg was our guide, and we ordered basically one of everything. Charcuterie, tuna, oysters, pork belly, pickled veggies, banana cream pie. You name it, we ate it. It was amazing.
Next time Greg and Charlsi are in Boston, I’m returning the favor at Oleana or Hungry Mother (any other recommendations?).
We ended the night with a fun show at Pour House. The band, Yarn, plays a good mix of bluegrassy, bluesy, jammy rock. Good times.
Here’s some bluegrassy jamming:
Both Greg and Charlsi had to work early in the morning, and I had a long day of exploring to get to, so we were home by midnight. Perfect.
To come: The ocean, dungeons, museums, palmettos…beautiful, amazing Charleston.