An pictorial review of our Savannah trip, part one

oh why do i have such trouble uploading photographs to blog posts? anyway, although i can't place this image where i want it to be on the page, here is the dome of City Hall, in Savannah.

Russ and Cindy took us on a Trolley Tour of Savannah. The trolley was informative and interesting, and we covered a lot of ground and history during the tour, but a moving trolley isn't conducive too good photographs, so most of my shots ended up looking like snapshots i could have taken with taken with a disposable camera. that was a disappointment when i started reviewing them, but i did manage to get a few (very few) acceptable shots. They'll just be there for history for me, not art so much.

This is the old pink house, which attracted my attention, because it is pink, and because it is October which is Breast Cancer Awareness month, and mainly because I Am A Survivor!

Paula Deen's restaurant was high on my priority list of places to go to. All week, my brother and sister in law told me, "the food isn't great", "there are much better places to eat in Savannah". I accepted this the first part of the week we spent in Savannah, but while we were in Greenville visiting our nephew and wife, I insisted that we go to have dinner at Paula Deens when we get back. I told hubby that I would always kick myself in the proverbial ass if we didn't go, so finally, they agreed, and our last night in Savannah, we ate there.

I should have listened to them. Cindy and I both felt the churn of the grease trying to make its escape on the way home from the lady and sons, and I apologized for making them go. But, it is under my travelling belt, and I won't be back here in Wisconsin wishing we had gone there for dinner. Paula's recipes are good, but her buffet was awful. The fried chicken was bland, all the greens and the veggies were far to salty. Live and learn.

Back to the tour...There is a lot of wrought iron and cast iron in Savannah. This pineapple caught my eye.