It was nice to drive south and get away from all this cold for a weekend. Suzanne and I decided, on the spur of the moment, to go to Savannah this weekend. We had a dual mission... One, to dig up some of her family's history, and two, I've never been to Savannah and always wanted to go there. The weather was spectacular, high 60's - low 70's. The whole little town was charming... the beautiful old buildings, picturesque brick pathways under moss covered trees surrounded by hedges, quaint little shops, bistros, pubs, fabulous food, board walk along the river, fountains, live music on the streets at night with lights strung overhead, people dancing in the streets, horse drawn carraiges... it was one of the neatest places I've ever been! We took in the sights and were able to find the little church Suzanne's birth mother got married in and the little home that her mother grew up in. Tybee Island is only 15 minutes up the road. Another place I've never been... We decided to head there for lunch on Sunday. Turns out, a sailboat hit a power line that day and knocked out the power on the entire island. They were not letting anyone enter. So we turned around and as we headed back, we found a great little dive called The Flying Fish Bar and Grill. Delicious seafood!!! After lunch we went to the library and looked through books and newspapers for about 4 hours and were able to piece together little bits of Suzanne's past. What a wonderful and memorable trip we made!
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