Every time we’ve gone to Hilton Head in the past, I’ve said I wanted to visit Savannah, but we never did.  Much as I wanted to check it out, I could never quite get myself to leave the beach once we were there.  Somehow the thought of walking a city in 100+ degree heat with 90% humidity loses it’s charm when you’re feeling a perfect ocean breeze.  However, this summer has been less brutal than usual up and down the east coast, I wanted to do at least a couple of things Nerd Child would enjoy (the other was the boat ride) and one of my godsons now lives there, so the timing was perfect.

Every bit as beautiful as it appears in the movies, Savannah didn’t disappoint.  Unfortunately, I didn’t get any photos of the streets that are completely canopied by those live oaks. We drove down several when we first arrived, but we were running late (for some reason I thought it was under 40 minutes away from HH, but it’s over an hour), so I thought I’d take those photos once we were walking around with Mr Chic (my godson) and Ms Beauty (his bff and roommate).  Turns out the whole city isn’t filled with those canopies, oops.  We spent the majority of our time on River Street.  I know, I know, tourist trap–I loved it anyway.  How can I not adore a city filled with the history and architecture I love from New England, but with the pace and weather of the South.  Plus it’s perfectly appropriate to wear ridiculous hats without being a lady who lunches.

Mr Chic eyed my cane, and Mother-In-Law’s cane, before we set out, and warned us that it would be a lot of walking.  Pfft, I’m a New Yorker, of course I’m up for it!  Maybe not.  By the time we reached the end of River Street, we were done, and absolutely couldn’t make it back to the car.