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).
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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