Too Marvelous for Words

So we were tourists in Savannah today. We went to City Market on a Sunday. At least there was no human feces in the stairwells this time! ("Mom how do you KNOW it was people poop?" "Animals don't wipe baby.") We controlled ourselves enough to not strangle the "real" tourists that stopped and parked on the left-hand side of the squares to take pictures of the parks!!!! Or the ones that stood in the middle of the roads to frame their shots better. Or the ones that don't understand the concept of one-way streets. (my husband understands them, he just doesn't think they apply to him personally) I love Savannah, I really do.

We ate pizza at a place that always gets recommended in tour guides. It was edible, but not even close to what we would consider good; not even for Georgia! Because it was under 70 degrees today, everyone except us was bundled up in their winter best. Every store also had their heat on full blast. We got looked at like we had 3 heads when we asked the already hot pizza place to turn their overhead heaters off for us. Also, birds...under my chair IN the enclosure! I really had to hold it together for that whole experience.


The second best part of our trip was seeing the new Johnny Mercer statue. If you've never been to Savannah, you're racking your brain right now trying to think of who he is. You know him, you really do. He is one of the most prolific lyricists in the world. If you don't know one of his songs you've heard your parents sing one. He is Savannah's son. For what would have been his 100th birthday last month they unveiled his statue made from this picture. It is perfect, right down to the honeycomb sidewalk. Two out of three kids instantly did the "Johnny lean", The Oldest apparently thinks he was reading something shocking.




The best part of our trip was not even a trip to the Candy Kitchen. It was watching a busker play the Rocky theme while a drunk guy re-enacted the training scene. On like 4 stairs...in slow motion. When he got to the top he did the arm pumps and some push-ups. Seriously classic entertainment, and the real reason why we love Savannah. It really is too marvelous for words here.