yinyanggirls
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Our second to last day we woke up at our lovely hotel in Historic Savannah, enjoyed one last southern breakfast buffet and decided that there were just a few more things that HAD to be done before we left. Heather felt like we hadn't seen enough of the town so she opted for a horse drawn trolley tour of the historic area. She enjoyed it but took NO pics (how am I friends with this girl???). Tim had seen an ad for a pirate themed restaurant that he thought Tessa would love so off he and she went to that. (The report after was that he got to the lobby, saw that it appeared to be an expensive lunch with a bunch of pirate decor thrown around so they skipped it). They ended up walking along the riverfront, as they had done pretty much every morning in Savannah. A "street vendor" (aka homeless person) gave Tessa a couple of handmade roses made of the same sweetgrass as her basket from the plantation. I'm sure the man expected some money from husband but he got the wrong parent that day.
He said the guy just came up and gave it to her. His choice. I know I would have felt obligated to give him some cash. Well, they are cute little souvenirs just the same.
Phoebe had her late morning nap while I packed up our family's stuff. Once we were ready to check out and get on the road I had MY last minute list of "must do's" which we tried to see briefly. Yeah right!
First we took our time driving around many of the squares, until we reached the block of the Beach Institute.
I liked seeing little signs of the past lingering in unexpected places.
The Beach Institute. I was trying to hurry, so I couldn't cross the street and get the whole building in the shot.
It was built in 1867 by the Freedman's Bureau to provide an education for the neighborhood's black children. It closed in 1919 when the first public school for black children lowered their enrollment. The doors were locked but the hours said it was open so we knocked. A woman came and opened it up for us and ended up giving us a private tour. It was neat to be able to ask all of our questions on the spot. We all wandered through the art exhibits they had on several floors of the building and then got to hang out in one of the classrooms for a few minutes.
A local artist had written a powerful poem on the chalkboard.
We thanked the lady for showing us around and I dropped some bills in the donation box. After loading back into the van I asked Tim and Heather if we could see one more place on our way out. The Bonaventure Cemetery has many old tombs and monuments. It became particularly popular by the book and movie Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil. I just wanted to see old pretty stuff. The cemetary was amazing and everyone drove around except for me. I had to get out to be able to read the names and dates on the headstones and monuments. There were some locally famous and recognizable names. Some children, some very very old ones. All frozen in time here. I grew up touring graveyards with my mother who was (and on occasion is enticed to become again) obsessed with geneology. I didn't feel out of place at all. This was the first time I tried to photograph one though, for any purpose other than fact-finding. It was more challenging than I would have thought, to capture the beauty of each monument to a life lived. Trust me, it was really beautiful!
The family was very patient with me and the kids watched a movie and had snacks while they waited. As I was finishing up my explorations (you could be there all day and not see everything) Tessa decided she had to go potty. We found a building near the entrance that appeared to have a public restroom. We went up and tried the door. Oops! There was someone in it. We waited. And waited. And waited. Poor girl was really being patient. I debated using a port-a-potty I saw a little ways away. The idea of helping her go in one of those grossed me out so we waited a little more. Finally a very large, disheveled sweaty man came out and saw us. He claimed to have been cleaning it and confused me with some story about a woman who used it and then told him it was trashed. He had no cleaning supplies, nor were there any in the bathroom. He was trying to sway me away from using it, but I figured we had already been waiting a while, and I didn't know if Tessa could wait any longer. I told him we would just be quick and not touch anything. Oh my. I don't even want to go into detail but let's just say that I made a BIG mistake. I don't know for sure that it was this man, but someone made a nasty mess in there. I tried to go as fast as possible and get out! When we got back to the car I got out the sanitizer and gave Tessa and myself a bath!
It was now afternoon and on our way to finding the freeway we got slowed down by a little bit of traffic. I noticed a Walgreens and remembered one more thing I had wanted to do. Tim could tell I was afraid to ask, so he just turned in. I ran in to the store to see if they had some of my favorite hair products. Out here in AZ we don't get good choices of black hair products because the population is fairly low. Whenever I order product online (and pay way high shipping!) I get jealous of east coasters who can get this stuff at their local drug store. I didn't find my first choice items, but there were a few that I would use and one new one to try. Back in the van, on the freeway, and what now? Stop and go traffic. After a few minutes we see an accident being cleared away. Phew! It opened up and we were moving quickly toward Orlando once again. I had reserved a Best Western near Universal Studios in case we wanted to hang out at the CityWalk or eat at a restaurant there. The hotel was unimpressive, but the room was big and it was close to Universal.
We unloaded, got the girls to bed and Heather and I got ready to go out. Tim was a little pouty because he did not believe that I would be up early enough to have time with him in the morning (as a trade off for girls night tonight). He ordered Dominoe's and watched tv in the room. Heather and I headed off to find the outlet mall that was nearby. I had seen it on our way to the hotel and I knew it was close. We drove on every toll road in the area, and feared that we would run out of change soon. I had hoped to hit the Disney store for a few last minute souvenirs but once you are on the wrong toll road it's miles and miles before you can get off and turn around. AND we had the GPS. Grrrrr. We finally got there after they had closed so we made one more U-turn and headed back toward Universal.
Thankfully the CityWalk was easy enough to find. We wanted to eat first and we were told at Margaritaville that Bob Marley's served dinner late. We walked over there and were told, nope, no more dinner there. Walked past a few more places that all looked done with dinner so we went back to Margaritaville and had a liquid dinner instead.
They had a decent cover band, alternating with DJ music, so we enjoyed hanging out there. The lead singer was a dork but it was entertaining.
We wandered around, window shopped, people watched and chatted with a security guard who wouldn't let us leave until Heather finished her drink in a souvenir cup. The giant color spotlights made us look like grapes.
We got home fairly early (like midnight?) and gobbled up the last couple slices of Tim's pizza. Auntie Heather had the privilege of sharing a bed with Tessa one more time, while Phoebe spent the first half of the night in the sofa bed, until she woke up scared and we moved her into Tim's and my bed. I set an alarm and got up nice and early despite Tim's fears!

Phoebe had her late morning nap while I packed up our family's stuff. Once we were ready to check out and get on the road I had MY last minute list of "must do's" which we tried to see briefly. Yeah right!
First we took our time driving around many of the squares, until we reached the block of the Beach Institute.
I liked seeing little signs of the past lingering in unexpected places.






The Beach Institute. I was trying to hurry, so I couldn't cross the street and get the whole building in the shot.


It was built in 1867 by the Freedman's Bureau to provide an education for the neighborhood's black children. It closed in 1919 when the first public school for black children lowered their enrollment. The doors were locked but the hours said it was open so we knocked. A woman came and opened it up for us and ended up giving us a private tour. It was neat to be able to ask all of our questions on the spot. We all wandered through the art exhibits they had on several floors of the building and then got to hang out in one of the classrooms for a few minutes.


A local artist had written a powerful poem on the chalkboard.

We thanked the lady for showing us around and I dropped some bills in the donation box. After loading back into the van I asked Tim and Heather if we could see one more place on our way out. The Bonaventure Cemetery has many old tombs and monuments. It became particularly popular by the book and movie Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil. I just wanted to see old pretty stuff. The cemetary was amazing and everyone drove around except for me. I had to get out to be able to read the names and dates on the headstones and monuments. There were some locally famous and recognizable names. Some children, some very very old ones. All frozen in time here. I grew up touring graveyards with my mother who was (and on occasion is enticed to become again) obsessed with geneology. I didn't feel out of place at all. This was the first time I tried to photograph one though, for any purpose other than fact-finding. It was more challenging than I would have thought, to capture the beauty of each monument to a life lived. Trust me, it was really beautiful!


The family was very patient with me and the kids watched a movie and had snacks while they waited. As I was finishing up my explorations (you could be there all day and not see everything) Tessa decided she had to go potty. We found a building near the entrance that appeared to have a public restroom. We went up and tried the door. Oops! There was someone in it. We waited. And waited. And waited. Poor girl was really being patient. I debated using a port-a-potty I saw a little ways away. The idea of helping her go in one of those grossed me out so we waited a little more. Finally a very large, disheveled sweaty man came out and saw us. He claimed to have been cleaning it and confused me with some story about a woman who used it and then told him it was trashed. He had no cleaning supplies, nor were there any in the bathroom. He was trying to sway me away from using it, but I figured we had already been waiting a while, and I didn't know if Tessa could wait any longer. I told him we would just be quick and not touch anything. Oh my. I don't even want to go into detail but let's just say that I made a BIG mistake. I don't know for sure that it was this man, but someone made a nasty mess in there. I tried to go as fast as possible and get out! When we got back to the car I got out the sanitizer and gave Tessa and myself a bath!
It was now afternoon and on our way to finding the freeway we got slowed down by a little bit of traffic. I noticed a Walgreens and remembered one more thing I had wanted to do. Tim could tell I was afraid to ask, so he just turned in. I ran in to the store to see if they had some of my favorite hair products. Out here in AZ we don't get good choices of black hair products because the population is fairly low. Whenever I order product online (and pay way high shipping!) I get jealous of east coasters who can get this stuff at their local drug store. I didn't find my first choice items, but there were a few that I would use and one new one to try. Back in the van, on the freeway, and what now? Stop and go traffic. After a few minutes we see an accident being cleared away. Phew! It opened up and we were moving quickly toward Orlando once again. I had reserved a Best Western near Universal Studios in case we wanted to hang out at the CityWalk or eat at a restaurant there. The hotel was unimpressive, but the room was big and it was close to Universal.
We unloaded, got the girls to bed and Heather and I got ready to go out. Tim was a little pouty because he did not believe that I would be up early enough to have time with him in the morning (as a trade off for girls night tonight). He ordered Dominoe's and watched tv in the room. Heather and I headed off to find the outlet mall that was nearby. I had seen it on our way to the hotel and I knew it was close. We drove on every toll road in the area, and feared that we would run out of change soon. I had hoped to hit the Disney store for a few last minute souvenirs but once you are on the wrong toll road it's miles and miles before you can get off and turn around. AND we had the GPS. Grrrrr. We finally got there after they had closed so we made one more U-turn and headed back toward Universal.

Thankfully the CityWalk was easy enough to find. We wanted to eat first and we were told at Margaritaville that Bob Marley's served dinner late. We walked over there and were told, nope, no more dinner there. Walked past a few more places that all looked done with dinner so we went back to Margaritaville and had a liquid dinner instead.


We wandered around, window shopped, people watched and chatted with a security guard who wouldn't let us leave until Heather finished her drink in a souvenir cup. The giant color spotlights made us look like grapes.

We got home fairly early (like midnight?) and gobbled up the last couple slices of Tim's pizza. Auntie Heather had the privilege of sharing a bed with Tessa one more time, while Phoebe spent the first half of the night in the sofa bed, until she woke up scared and we moved her into Tim's and my bed. I set an alarm and got up nice and early despite Tim's fears!