Let me tell you a little bit about our carriage ride... first it was freezing outside... and I'm not talking a little chilly... I'm talking so cold that you just want to go back to your hotel and snuggle under the covers cold...
None the less into the breech we went=) Armed with fleece blankets and a resolve to enjoy ourselves we were off...
information to share with us... and I'm
going to share some of it with you...
Henry Ford... the man responsible for
the putting the automotive industry
on the map... during a time when the
price of cotton was going decided that
the abundant moss (that was freely hanging
on all the trees would do) So he went
to stuffing them... unaware of the fact
that Spanish moss is full of what we know
as 'bed bugs'... Thus the first Ford recall
and the coining of the phrase... 'working
the bugs out'.
Another interesting fact... there once
were two sisters... who had to have
everything alike. So when it came to
their homes, their father... thinking he could get ahead of the game... had them designed exactly alike... You think they would have been happy right? No they had a knockout dragout right there in the street...
- The Oglethorpe Club- a men only club had where all members had to be third gen. to be allowed in. Well there was the man (not sure of his name) who was bound and determined to be part of the club... but there was one 'small' problem. He wasn't third generation... so what is a guy to do?
Build a house right across the street and plan parties within ten minutes of a club party... leaving no room for the guests (of the O. club) anywhere to park!
Genius right?
The reason for this is that there was a tax on on doors... so the ingenious residence of Savannah had tall windows put in instead... allowing them to walk out onto the balcony through the open window...
Talking about working around something right?
Originally the squares were meant to be completely fenced in so should the city ever come under attack the people from the surrounding houses/buildings could go to the square and be protected...
Now... since this blog is supposed to be 'happy' and not at all morbid I won't post any pictures of the Colonial graveyard... after all we only just rode past it without actually going in it...
It's not an overly ornate graveyard... except for the front gate... but we did learn some interesting facts about it... During the Civil War when Sherman's troops were cutting their way through the south... they made a notable stop in the city of Savannah. The houses across from the graveyard were used by the officers while the graveyard was reserved for those who let's just say were more 'green' than the rest.
Now as you know... when teenagers are bored and have nothing worth while to do (I sound so old when I'm saying this...) the get into trouble... So many of the young officers used their bayonets to deface the headstones making some people born before they died or vice versa... and some of them were marked to have lived hundreds of years...
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| The Olde Pink House |
Moving onto dinner.... no trip to Savannah is complete without a trip to 'The Olde Pink House' on 23 Abercorn Street. This stately house was once a family home, then lawyers office, a bookstore before finally in 1991 it became the restaurant that it is today.
We dropped mom off at the house and then drove quite literally around the corner and found a parking garage... for which my feet were incredibility grateful....
Upon walking in we were escorted up a set of extremely narrow stairs (don't worry there was an elevator if needed) and up to the second level... two rooms later we were seated at our table and within twenty minutes I entered into the world of culinary bliss. The Salmon on a bed of sauteed spinach was the best I had ever tasted... and arguably one of the best meals we had while in Savannah...
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