Day 15, Part 2: Savannah, Georgia

23 May

ROAD TRIP

After 15 days of staying on a very regimented schedule, we decided to let it all hang out on night 15 (and stay out past 10!), and boy oh boy, did we pay for it dearly, on Day 16…

We arrived in Savannah, Georgia after a fun morning on Cumberland Island (playing with wild horses!). It was late in the afternoon and the city was bathed in a gorgeous warm light. Savannah was everything I thought it would be and more…its quaint, romantic, artistic, eclectic, colorful, mysterious, unique and well, magical. As we drove through the city in search of our hotel, I was in awe of each and every street, building and tree. If you haven’t been to Savannah, one of the prettiest things about the city is that most of the trees are covered in spanish moss- it’s breathtaking and definitely adds to its romantic and mysterious quality.

 After arriving at our hotel, we checked in and headed to the hotel’s complimentary cocktail reception for a glass of wine. How very nice of them, indeed! Then we hightailed it to our room to shower and change for a night out on the town (the writing may have been on the wall at this point).

(photo by One Part Gypsy/ bag by Sud De Sur)

Our plan was to wander the town letting the wind take us wherever it pleased before we headed to Paula Deen’s restaurant, The Lady And Sons, for dinner. A solid plan indeed! After walking the streets for a bit, the wind ended up taking us into a tapas restaurant where we popped in for a glass of vino. We chatted with the bartender about her love of Savannah (in her words it’s a mix between New Orleans and Charleston) and then she asked the dreaded question…where were we eating dinner that night? When we said Paula Deen’s, her jaw dropped (in a very bad way). Honestly, I’m not sure I have ever seen a person more offended in my life.  After she collected herself, she said “You cannot eat at PAULA DEEN”S! It’s horrible! It’s so touristy and not authentic southern cuisine in the least! Let me make a few calls and see what other restaurants I can get you two into for dinner.” And with that, she was gone. When she returned a few minutes later, she informed us that we would be dining at the restaurant Alligator Soul at 8:30pm.

The wind had changed course.

The crazy bartender was right! Dinner at Alligator soul was pretty incredible. We dined like Queens ordering 1st courses, main courses, dessert and more wine (the writing was definitely on the wall at this point). I ate scallops and they were melt in your mouth good, but I am a sucker for a good scallop.

(photo by One Part Gypsy)

As we were finishing up dinner, our waiter said….”you girls should have a drink at The Bohemian Hotel after dinner. They have an amazing rooftop bar overlooking the city.” That was all he needed to say! We were headed to the rooftop bar!

Let’s just say that our night out in Savannah was AMAZING and the morning after was HORRIBLE. Nothing like trying to tackle a day exhausted with a hangover. BLAH.

A day of struggle and gardens up next!!

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Cumberland Island, GA

22 May

ROAD TRIP

Day 15, Part 1

So after garnering my second speeding ticket and shedding a few tears, we arrived in St. Mary’s, GA late at night, exhausted and a bit crabby (although that may have been just me).  Saint Mary’s was less of a “stop” on our trip and more of a place to rest our heads for the night before catching the ferry the next morning to Cumberland Island. Cumberland Island is Georgia’s largest and southernmost barrier island. The island also has a rich history as it was home to early natives,  missionaries, enslaved Africans and African-Americans and Wealthy Industrialists throughout the years. It’s covered in gorgeous maritime forests, undeveloped beaches, marshes, ruins (of the Dungeness Mansion) and wild horses…yes wild horses! Clearly the whole wild horse thing was a draw for me.

After getting a good nights sleep at our hotel we ate a sad complimentary breakfast (one of the joys of a road trip) and grabbed Subway sandwiches (another joy of road trips) to eat for lunch while on the island. We boarded the Cumberland ferry for a quick 45 minute ride to the island. The ferry also happened to be filled with a massive amount of cute 10 year olds on a school field trip. The were all SO excited to be on a boat headed to an island! Every animal, wave, landmass, tree and fellow boat we passed was more exciting than the next. It was actually rather sweet (I was even daydreaming about doing such activities with my future kids) until one kid yelled down to a smaller boat below- “suck it!” in the loudest voice he could muster. I slumped down in my seat embarrassed to be sitting next to him (in that moment I stopped daydreaming about doing these activities with my future children).

After our lively boat ride, we were officially on Cumberland Island and also officially the only people wearing dresses and flip-flops instead of hiking boots and fanny packs. I was starting to regret my clothing decision as we set off alone into the lush green wooded path of trees on a one mile walk in search of the Dungeness Mansion ruins…oh, and wild horses! Although now I was starting to wonder about the probability of actually seeing one. I mean, usually wild things hate to be contained (welcome to my early 20′s)…that’s why we call them wild, right? As we weeded through the plants, I couldn’t help but read the “animals to watch out for” section of our welcome packet and was surprised to learn that both rattlesnakes and alligators were present on the island. As I continued walking down the lush path I thought, Why am I always reading such things much too late? I must change this moving into my 30th year on earth.

I was just about to start having a panic attack about where I was stepping when we came out on a beautiful, empty beach with cream-colored sand and seashells. It was like being in some foreign film or something. I felt like we were the only people in the world. We climbed down the rocks to stick our toes in the sand and play around for a bit.

(bottom three photos by One Part Gypsy)

Then as we set back down the path towards the ruins, it happened…we turned a corner and voila, we were in a huge open field with a sea of wild horses in front of us!! I almost died. I could not believe what I was seeing. I approached them as quietly as I possibly could, frightened I would startle them and they would flee. But the closer I got to them, the more I realized that they could care less about us. The didn’t even flinch! They just kept eating their grass and swinging their tails. They were so very delicate and sweet. The wild horses against the backdrop of the mansion’s ruins was breathtaking. I honestly felt like I had been dropped in a movie and was suddenly overwhelmed with gratitude for this experience and gratitude for it all.

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48

21 May

I woke up this morning to this note from the universe and it could not have been more perfect considering I am 48 days away from turning 30 and my crazy journey is coming to an end.

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The very best moment in any long journey that makes your dreams come true, Kate, comes not on the day you realize they have, but on the day you realize how little they matter compared to loving the adventure they’ve inspired. 

Don’t ask me why, I just know what I know - 
    The Universe

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49

20 May

Sedona weekend continued…

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50

19 May

Oh so this is what happiness looks and feels like…weekend in Sedona.

51

18 May

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Day 14, Part 2: Drive to Georgia

17 May

ROAD TRIP

After visiting the F. Scott Fitzgerald Museum, we hit the road for St. Mary’s, Georgia- a place that both Rachel and I had been dying to see. We plugged the new hotel address into our GPS and set off into the unknown! I live for that feeling…the feeling of heading into the unknown. It gets me all abuzz with excitement! I was loving life at this moment.

Life got even better when GPS decided to take us through the prettiest area in Alabama on our drive- a windy back road lined with big, beautiful houses on huge plots of land…land as far as the eye could see. This was the Alabama I wanted to see! We curved around the roads with all the windows down, the music blaring….I could feel the warm sun on my skin through the sunroof and a breeze whipped through the car. It was a perfect moment and one that is one of my favorite little memories from the trip.

As we passed the fence in the above pic I said …”Stop the car!” I happened to think the fence was dreamy and I wanted  a photo sitting on it…I needed a photo sitting on it! So we stopped the car and took turns snapping pictures of each other for a bit.

After another hour Rachel and I ended up back on a main highway where I decided to relieve her of her driving duties, hopped in the driver’s seat and took off! Not 3 minutes later (3 minutes!), as Rachel sat quietly next to me eating a peach, I saw lights in my rearview window.

Seriously?!??!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!

I meekly said, “Rachel I think I’m getting pulled over again.” She turned around in shock and sadly confirmed my suspision….yes I was getting pulled over again.

I said…”this isn’t even funny this time…I actually think I am going to cry.” and then in an inspired moment (I’ve seen this work in countless movies) I decided to fix my hair and put on lipstick and told Rachel to try to eat her peach in the sexiest most suggestive way possible.

I wanted out of this ticket.

The officer walked up to the window, glanced at Rachel and me (as we batted our eyelashes and smiled ridiculously big smiles) and asked with the sweetest southern accent if….I knew why he pulled me over. I said no (I really didn’t, honest) and he informed me that I was going 75 in a 55 (shit) and asked me for my license and registration. In that moment I knew that he wasn’t biting and that I was going to get a ticket, despite our sexy hair and peach eating charade.

After gathering my info, he walked away and Rachel and I slumped back down in our seats…quietly.

When he came back to the car 10 minutes later he told me he was going to do me a favor ( I perked back up) and only write that I was going 69 miles an hour instead of 75 (I guess I should have said thanks?) and handed me my ticket. He then, with a smile,  said “I’ve never met anybody from LA before.”

Ummmm, great officer whatever your name is but I don’t really care. You just ruined my perfect afternoon.

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Cumberland Island up next…

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