Savannah

We arrived in Savannah, yesterday. Taking down was a bit of a problem because of the angle we were on, but we managed to get it done. When we arrived here, at Savannah Oaks, as Nancy was unhitching, the thingy that holds the bar in place snapped back suddenly and whacked her on the back of her left hand (fortunately, she's right handed). It's all sorts of beautiful colors and swollen, but nothing broken. Susie and I just have to put up with, "ouch, ooh, ack, eee, groan" whenever she moves. The nerve problem continues from the antibiotic she took a while back--we don't know if it's permanent or not, but she has realized how much she uses her thumbs, and I have discovered how to make her say, "Ouch!"

Yesterday afternoon, Susie went into Savannah while we stayed back and rested and Nancy took a much needed shower (trust me, it was needed--she was soaked at James Island, dried off in the car, and then was soaked after hitching up here. (did I mention with sweat?)

Today, we took a ride to St. Simon's Island.

This is where Nancy and Rich stayed before they had Lizzie. Nancy has many fond and romantic memories of this lovely place. 

Just for Good Measure

This is the cafe that Rich used to love to walk to because he liked to people watch and he liked their food. There weren't as many places to eat back then--except for a little cafe' where they had breakfast.

Nancy wanted to show Susie St. Simon's Island where she and Rich used to go in the spring and/or fall. To Nancy's shock, Susie said she had brought her, me, and Lizzie there shortly after our Rich died. Nancy still has no recollection of the trip. Even hours later, she didn't remember. Anyway, the island is so crowded this weekend that I think if they put one more person or dog on it, they would fall into the ocean. Susie took me for a walk while Nancy looked for a parking space, and it took a half hour. Guess what, though? Susie found a restaurant (Palm Coast) that allowed me to sit outside on the patio, and they were very nice to me. They got me a bowl of water. I met a BIG friend named Duke. He is a Great Dane and a very nice guy. Nancy Met us there.

I can't believe it, Nancy forgot to take my picture!!! Well, I guess it was difficult holding my leash, trying to eat, and handling the camera so I won't gripe too much.

She did take a picture of me when we were walking. Susie, too.

Everyone stops to pet me and they all tell me how handsome I am. Well, I'm not bragging...I'm just saying'.

On our walk, Nancy said, "Oh, look, wild life!" Susie was being a smart alec and saying she saw another lizard and a woodpecker (big deal) on her run this morning.

We couldn't be on St. Simon's without taking a picture of the light house. You'll see how Nancy solved the white problem! There was a big outdoor antique fair going on--Nancy once bought an old, old wooden ironing board from an antique show in the same place the last time they were together on the island.

Isn't it a pretty lighthouse? That's the lighthouse keeper's house.

Lighthouse History

We drove the 80 miles back to our campsite and will be going back out to go to Savannah for dinner. Hopefully, they will find another restaurant that lets me in. I behave so I see no reason for all the silly rules. Oh, before I forget, Nancy said that she has discovered that her little camera doesn't do well with the color white. Hmmm... See how she solved it in the lighthouse picture? She says, "There's more than one way to skin a cat!" (not a very nice thought)

Nothing more for tonight. Susie (the apple that fell far from the tree) wanted to eat at Johnny Harris, a famous BBQ place in Savannah. From there, we went into downtown Savannah. Nancy and I stayed in the truck in the parking deck while Susie went down to River Street. Not many shops were open so she was back, quickly. Everything is crowded down here--people everywhere.

There are tropical storm warnings up so we'll wait to see if we are evacuated. They close the main artery (316) going east and all lanes are used to go west (inland). That should be fun the way Nancy panics in crisis. :))