Savannah Goes Green

Our last day in Savannah was a pleasant one. The trolley was only mildly irritating and the weather actually warmed up to 70 degrees. We strolled the streets and squares, stopped to eat at a little neighborhood eatery with tables set out on the sidewalk, stopped in at the magnificent St. John's Cathedral, toured Juliette Gordon Low's birthplace, and ended at the Railroad Museum where my camera finally lost its charge. Both the cathedral and Juliette Low's house are undergoing exterior restoration. The house, like other home museums we have visited, does not allow photographs inside. We regret leaving the Railroad Museum for the end of the afternoon because we could have spent much more time there. It centers around a stately roundhouse and houses many restored as well as unrestored cars. I learned an interesting tidbit about Spanish moss: you should never touch it because it harbors red mites that will make your life miserable. Hmmm, remember my photo of my Spanish moss hair?



March 15th is our daughter Tamara's birthday so we sat down on a bench in the cemetery where some of Sherman's troops were billeted in 1864-1865 and called her. She is finally on the road to recovery after three weeks of this viral infection of vertigo. She hopes to be back at work on Monday; meanwhile, she is able to take short walks in the sunshine and is feeling much better. Sherman's troops made quite a mess in this graveyard; it has been cleaned up but the South does not forget. I think Savannah was very lucky that Sherman didn't burn it like he did the city of Atlanta. Ostensibly the reason was the great stores of cotton along the river, but the guides say that the real reason was that he had some close friends from his youth living in Savannah. We all have benefitted from that.


Savannah is preparing for the big St. Patrick's Day. You have to buy a $5 wristband in order to drink alcohol on the street, and they were starting to line up in the early afternoon. Streets are ready to be closed; bars are ready to be invaded; protective barriers are up around the statues in the squares; people have started to stake out their parade territories. You can even spot a leprechaun here and there.