We've created two separate accounts of our day in Savannah because why not.

5/31/13-Day 4

On I-95, leaving Savannah to Smoky Mountains National Park

This morning we left the little hotel we were staying in on the outskirts of Savannah, Georgia. Back on the road again, headed to the Smoky Mountains on the Tennessee side. Let me tell you, Savannah is a hell of a town, with large houses and hanging Spanish Moss lining the streets, it feels more like you are coming into a garden instead of a City on the water.  A place so alive that it seeps into your pores. Everywhere you go in Savannah something is happening. The four of us managed to get spanked in a game of jumbo chess against a kid a few years younger than us. When the hunger set in, there were too many places to choose from, many of them had live music, even in the early evening. We settled on a little pizza place at the end of the City Market section that did its best impersonation of New York style thin crust. Our outdoor table offered a great view of all the passersby and happenings of the area.

The older gentlemen with their straw hats and golf shirts mingled with the pretty young women in their flowing summer dresses. Things in Savannah just seem to flow in a natural fashion, everything happening at a perfect pace. Cars stop to let groups cross the street and folks smile at you and ask “How y’all doing?”

                We made our way to one of the nearby bars, and after having a nice chat with the beautiful Spanish bartender, we took advantage of one of the best practices we have experienced, the “to-go cup.” Drinks in hand, we made our way down the steep stairs to River Street, another jewel of the Savannah downtown. The long river walk is so vibrant, it feels almost like a movie. The Man with the saxophone provided the atmosphere and as the boats floated on upriver everything felt right. A breeze so sweet, fat cigars and good company in a city that is bustling, but never crowded.

                I think we all could have stayed there for a few more days, but the road and many more undiscovered gems out west were waiting for us. Savannah will still be there and we will be back eventually. -A