Ya Ya YA! We know Savannah is the go to place for St. Patrick's Day! But- it is gorgeous in October! Allison, Erica, and I decided we needed a weekend away and that we'd go explore some places! It wasn't hard to decide where to go- beautiful, fun, Halloween weekend, and you can walk around with open containers!But like I said- Beautiful! We spent the first day shopping at lots of cool stores and walking around in all the little squares! We got some delicious sandwiches and mac 'n cheese at the Firefly Cafe. We also bothered the waiter 10 times to kill a bee that was giving Allison hives. (ha!). I personally think he was too scared to kill the Bee because he kept lunging and then not doing anything but pissing the bee off. So Erica dove in and killed it herself! (And the crowd goes wild!) Soon we went back to the hotel after we finished up hunting for antique shops. Allison and I decided we'd fill a tub of warm water and pre-soak our feet for zooming around in heels! After some feet soaking- we mixed some drinks and fired up the hot rollers, straighteners, and hopped to it! After too many drinks and many attempts at applying fake eye lashes- we were officially a 3 Ring Circus!
I was OBVIOUSLY a Tiger, Allison a Marionette, and Erica was the Ring Master! Someone, not me, hailed a cab and off we went to Jazz'd. We were expecting delish tapas from all reviews we heard and it was "alright." Off we went into the world! We found Bar Bar and an outside band that was really fun! Unfortunately the band didn't stay out to play as long as we'd have liked! We quickly jumped around town looking for a place to dance! On our way we ran into Falcon the Balloon Boy, Nice Guy/Bad Guy, Ninja Turtles, Scary masked people, and general freaks. I will say this- Everyone just looks pretty average or normal in Savannah. I feel like when I stroll around Charleston there are TONS of beautiful guys and girls. Where as in Savannah it was pretty normal!
After what felt like FOREVER walking around looking for a bar to dance at- I started failing fast. The weekend before I had somewhat of a spinal crisis and had been on pain killers and muscle relaxers for a week or so. Once we started slowing down I started getting more and more tired! The more I drank the more I felt it completely appropriate to just take a snooze on a park bench!
So the girls grabbed me a cab and sent me back to the hotel. From the sounds of it they had a lot more crazy fun while I passed out in bed. I don't even remember changing out of my tiger costume but I did and I even packed up and ate cookies!
Back to my cab ride. I climb into the van (who DOES that?) and the man of my dreams comes up to the cab window and says "Take care of her- she means everything to me." Then we drive away. No- I didn't know the dude who eluded to the cab driver that I was his wife. Onward. Cabbie is a upper 30-something with a mullet like hair-do and deep drawl. Starts telling me I'm the hottest thing to ever climb in his cab but he'll be a "gentleman" since my husband asked him to be. I've never been so thankful to be married... cough. Cabbie, we'll call him Bubba, goes on about his recent life crisis. You see- Bubba is getting a newly divorced dude who live with his ex wife in their double-wide. Don't worry- Bubba is high class because he "owns out right" his double wide as he so strongly stated. Well- Bubba's ex-wife's boyfriend now lives with them too. "The day before Last" the boyfriend and Bubba got in a brawl. Bubba "boxed" the dude in the eye and dude broke Bubba's tooth. Like Bubba said- "I just put some Goodies on it and I'm good to go." The only reason he puts up with all of this is his 7 year old daughter, well that and the boyfriend is a damn good cook. We get to my hotel, I zoom inside, and turn back to wave a nice goodbye to Bubba.
The next day we all get up, feeling horrible, and need some southern grease to cure our deteriorating health. Clary's Diner it is! Other than the fact the hostess looks like she is literally WEARING an inner tube under her sweater- this place looks promising. Our waitress, lets call her Gertrude, is the Queen of the Waitresses. It is clear that Gertrude is the hottest waitress there. She walks with her hand on her hip, decked out in her penciled brows and the reddest shade of lip liner to ever walk through waitress diner land. She attempts to take my order and is taken back when I asked for a "grilled" bagel. Woman- you live in Diner Land. How do you not know what a grilled bagel is? First- you smother it with butter, then you put it on the grill over the bacon grease, and then you smother it with cream cheese. GET ON IT... and make me two please. After diving into my scrambled eggs with cheese, perfect bacon, home fries, and GRILLED bagel- I'm read to wrestle a dragon. The girls inhale their breakfast as I funnel a few Cokes and we're off!
After a great weekend in Savannah we are ready to return home to Charleston. Both are beautiful cities and I am so lucky to have all of this perfection at my finger tips. We are already planning some more trips and revisiting Savannah is definitely a must-do.
Love These Girls!
