Last week we were in Atlanta to take care of some doctors appointments and so Chris could work in the office. I grew up in Georgia and much of my family is still there so we camped in my parents’ driveway. As we pondered where to go next, I expressed a desire to see Savannah, a city I have not spent too much time in despite growing up in Georgia. As the only requirement of our current route is to avoid winter, Savannah seemed like a safe option. (“Seemed” being a key word.)
We got a late (and rainy) start to our journey to Savannah so the drive down was not an enjoyable one. While our final destination in Savannah was Skidaway Island State Park, I assumed our first night would be in a Wal-Mart parking lot due to the late hour. Surprisingly, however, we arrived before the gates had closed to the park and were able to secure a very muddy campsite for the night.
The next morning, I checked in with the ranger and was told the sites were available on a first-come, first-served basis. Hoping to get out of our muddy site, we hitched up and drove around the campground to seek out the best spot to call home for the week. It was during this very slow drive through the park that we noticed our tire. It was beyond flat. It was shredded.
We pulled over and since this has never happened to us before, we did what any intelligent trailer owner would do: We stared at it. Silently. In my most-supportive wife tone I could conjure, I stated, “Um…do you know how to deal with this?” And, in his most confident husband tone, Chris replied, “I’m sure I can figure it out.” Grabbing the somewhat unhelpful Airstream Owner’s Manual, he went to work. Yeah…so….it turns out we don’t even have the right tools to change a tire. Jack: Yes. Thingymabob (technical term) to get the lug nuts off: Nope.
Thank goodness for Leroy our Campground Host. He hooked us up with the right tools and Chris successfully changed our first trailer tire. Here’s hoping we make it to the tire place before another blowout. What we don’t know is when this happened. This scares me. We could have done some serious damage! Thankfully, all appears fine. But, how long were we driving with the lack of a fourth tire? Shouldn’t we have felt something? Hmmm…
We did find a nice (and somewhat dry) campsite in the park. It’s a nice park with lots of trees, large sites, and clean bathroom facilities (that are also heated…nice!) It’s been a nice place to call home for the week.
Since Chris was swamped with work, I took an afternoon to go and explore the beautiful downtown area of Savannah. Being unfamiliar with the city’s parking areas and having zero skill at parallel parking our monster truck, I opted for a trolley tour to chauffeur me around the city. Plus, the trolley tour welcome center had free parking and I could leave my monster truck there all day! Woo hoo! (FYI RVers, the Savannah Visitor Center has some RV parking sites if you need to take your RV into the city).
The trolley tour was excellent and provided some interesting historical information of the city, helped me get my bearings, and allowed me to get on and off all day at the stops of interest.
My first stop was Forsyth Park, home to the gorgeous Forsyth Fountain, built in 1858. According to my tour guide, the fountain was actually purchased from a mail-order catalog for $2200. Is this true? I could not find anything to verify this information but if it’s true, I found it to be a simply enjoyable (but rather useless) fact that I will remember for the rest of my life.
From the fountain, I walked over to the Mercer-Williams House, a home that gained notoriety from the book and subsequent movie, Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil. It was the home to Jim Williams, A Savannah antique dealer, who was tried four times for the murder of his assistant. At his fourth trial, he was found not guilty. The home is now owned by Williams’ sister and is a museum showcasing the furniture, art, and restoration work by Williams . The home is also reportedly haunted and included on many of the local Ghosts tours.
My next stop on the trolley tour took me to the Cathedral of St. John the Baptist. Originally built in 1876, the cathedral was nearly completely destroyed by a fire in 1898. It was rebuilt in 1912 and again restored in 2000. It remains one of the largest cathedrals in the Southeast.
Inside you will find beautiful stained glass windows, artwork, and my favorite, the huge pipe organ located in the back balcony. While I was there, the pipe organ was being played and it was tremendous!
For the remainder of the trolley tour, I stayed on the trolley, enjoying the stories and seeing the sights. It was a great introduction to the city and I was able to come back and share all my useless facts with Chris. We still have one more day in the city but it seems Mother Nature found us…in the Savannah Target. Tonight, over the store intercom, we heard the following, “Attention Target Shoppers, it is officially snowing in Savannah.” Fabulous. I guess we need to keep moving south.