Savannah

Savannah

We made the pretty drive through the low country to Savannah, Georgia, for the last two days of our vacation. Arriving during rush hour isn’t ideal and we were tired and cranky by the time we got to our hotel. This destination was in sharp contrast to our experience in Charleston. Our location on Forsyth Park was ideal and the staff was friendly and helpful, but the décor was dreadful. The Marriott has taken an old, historic mansion and filled it with a mishmash of antiques, reproductions painted in bold colors, and modern pieces in what I’ll wager some decorator has assured them is “eclectic.” UGH! The feel of the place made me want to evacuate!

Savannah, however, is a delight and we spent the next day exploring on foot the historic district and those famous, lovely squares. Visited Paula Dean’s emporium and moseyed in and out of charming shops and antique stores. I even got my husband to go through one more historic home tour – which, thankfully, he pronounced the best of our trip.

All in all, we made the most of our time there without running ourselves too ragged, and left feeling like we wanted to come back to see more. That’s the mark of a successful trip!