We spent the last week in Orlando at the Swan and Dolphin Resort at Disney World. Scott’s not a fan of Disney World, so it was probably a good thing we had nothing but back to back meetings.
When we weren’t in meetings, we were holed up in the hotel room watching Forensic Files and ordering 2am pizza, which is usually a bad life choice, but seemed like a good idea at the time.
And Friday was pretty awesome because our morning meeting was moved to the afternoon, so we slept late and just played and talked until pretty late in the day. It was a good day.
We’re still trying to catch up on sleep from the motorcycle trip, and our days and nights are mixed up. Not to mention, I think we’re just plain exhausted and we’re looking forward to our own bed for the month of August.
It’ll be short-lived though, because we’re heading to Australia in September, which you’ll get to read all about right here on the site.
We had a ton of people come up to us at the conference this week saying they were sad the motorcycle trip ended because they loved reading the blog every day. We’re going to keep the blog going.
We’ve got A LOT of work travel in the next year, including Australia, Venice, Malta, Croatia, Greece, Rome, plus a crazy trip with the kids for a book signing in DC. We’ll keep this page hopping. Promise.
After we left Disney, we hopped in the convertible we rented, put the top down, and drove the four and a half hours to Savannah, Georgia. Savannah is one of my favorite cities, and it’s the setting for my Addison Holmes series, so I’ve got a soft spot for it. I was especially excited to get to share it with Scott because he’s never been here before.
As you can imagine, we have some crazy hotel and airline points. We chose the Mansion at Forsyth Park by Marriott for our two night stay in Savannah.
We have a great view of the park from our room, and when we woke up this morning, there were already people set up for picnics and volleyball games.
This is Scott in front of the hotel, sporting his Superman shirt he thought he lost while we were on the motorcycle trip. He was very glad to find it in the box of dirty clothes we shipped home from South Dakota.
We’re not much on walking tours, so we grabbed the convertible, put the top down, and did a street by street tour of the city. I still love it as much as I did the first time I visited, and I was so happy Scott loved it too. It’s nice to be able to share something you love with the person you love.
The homes are grand, the small green spaces every couple of blocks are immaculate, and everything about the city is genteel southern charm.
We ate lunch down on River Street at a seafood place that looked out over the Savannah River. We had Shrimp and Grits and Crab Cakes, and you just don’t get better than that in low country.
We also had entertainment as we sat on the balcony and enjoyed the food.
Between the Georgia Queen making a pass, and the buggies and horse drawn carriages, we were thoroughly entertained.
After lunch, we continued our tour and headed to the cemetery. Scott’s probably not as big of a fan of cemeteries as I am, but he indulged me anyway. I love going through and seeing a story of someone’s life written on the headstones, sometimes the lives of entire families.
I was fortunate to find a quarter to put in the parking meter. A quarter doesn’t buy as many minutes as it used to.
This is the entrance to the cemetery. I’m not a hundred percent sure what Scott is doing, but there were an unusual amount of birds and squirrels following us around. Coincidence? I think not.
The cemetery was filled with great signs like this one, and all of the graves were Pre-Civil War and Pre-Revolutionary War, with many war heroes buried there. It was fascinating to read about them.
It was a short walk next door to the police department. I had to remind Scott he was retired after he saw the cool cars sitting out front.
We also had the privilege of running into this little guy, which we feel might have a lot in common with our 8 year old.
Scott wanted me to take a picture of the sign below. He said something about the good old days and grenades. I’ll let you interpret that how you wish.
We left the car with valet and decided to walk to dinner. Scott found a little place on the corner a few blocks down that served Sloppy Joes and Ribs and Mac n’ Cheese. Lord, I love this town. The Hitch’s menus are all amazing. Probably a good thing we’re going home soon or we’ll have to wear stretchy pants everywhere.
Tomorrow, we’re heading to Hilton Head to meet our good friend and amazing author, CJ Lyons for lunch, and then we’re driving on to Charleston to meet up with our niece and her husband the next few days.
I’m sure we’ll have more good food and great places to share with you!
Leah and Scott