July 19, 2017 Au Revoir to Savannah
Barring any further delays and if the weather cooperates, we are departing from Savannah tomorrow morning. Rowland has rejoined us on board. Our current plan is to sail directly to the New York area rather than the Chesapeake, an estimated distance of 700 miles. We believe we can arrive in 3-4 days if all goes well.
While our time in the Savannah area has been longer than expected, it provided the opportunity for us to really get a feel for the people, culture and the land and I will look back with great memories of our experience. These are some of the things that I will forever associate with Savannah:
- Savannah’s famous ‘squares’, surrounded by the enormous Live Oaks with hanging Spanish Moss, are truly beautiful and do not disappoint when you finally see them in person.
- I loved the expansive salt marshes. They reminded me of the vast prairies of the Midwest – acres and acres of waving grass. Too vast to be able to get a good photo. Long, long wooden walkways through the marsh are everywhere and provide the access to peoples’ boats.
- I now know how someone of the Baptist faith must feel coming to the upper Midwest and discovering a Lutheran church on every corner. There is an abundance of Baptist churches in Savannah
- Southern hospitality is alive and well. Everywhere we went (and I mean EVERYWHERE) we were unfailingly greeted with a genuine, warm smile and a polite, friendly greeting made more charming with that wonderful Southern accent. I have never been called ma’am, sweetie, honey, dear, or baby by so many strangers in my whole life (well maybe at a truckers convention long ago), not to mention ‘how y’all doin?’
- Children and teenagers are so polite. ‘Yes, ma’am’;’ Thank you ma’am’; ‘Can I help you ma’am?’ were the norm, not the exception, and were offered without prompting by their parents.
- We had great fun getting to know the staff here at TMI. Wonderful storytellers full of humor and Southern colloquialisms. Not only could they fix things, they were very entertaining.
- An abundance of Georgia peaches ripened on the tree. What more can a peach lover ask for?
As we head north towards New York, I can’t help but think of the difference in the two regions. We’ve never explored Long Island Sound and the Hamptons so we are looking forward to that. Perhaps sailing by the Statue of Liberty. But first we must arrive there, so au revoir Savannah. Here we come New York. Wish us luck everyone.