After visiting the fascinating Boone Hall near Charleston, we began our trek to beautiful Savannah Georgia. We decided to let “Maggie Magellan” take us along the “back” roads instead of down the freeway this time. I think it’s only 120 miles or so, from Charleston to Savannah (I could be wrong, but it wasn’t all that far). After checking in to our hotel along Bay Street, we decided to get out and explore a bit. One of the first gorgeous areas we came across was Forsyth Park.
The weather in Savannah was quite pleasant, not hot, not humid, but oh so nice, compared to the winter weather we had left behind. We wandered around the fountain, enjoying the view and the warmth. I don’t know what the population of Savannah is, but we didn’t think it seemed like a big city. It was perfect for a stroll around some of the city’s “squares” – of which there are 21 or 22 (not sure on that).
We took a trolley tour of the city, and got to see lots of great places. Just before we left on this trip, dear hubby finished reading the true crime book entitled “Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil” – set in Savannah. Naturally, he wanted to see some of the spots that were pivotal in the book. One was Mercer House. Original home of the Mercer family – anyone heard of Johnny Mercer? Well, I knew the name, but I didn’t realize all the great American “standards” he’d written. More on that later. Anyway, Mercer House is where the murder occurred in the aforementioned book. Here is a picture of Mercer House.
After our wonderful trolley tour, we returned to the hotel, slipped into our walking shoes, and meandered down to the Six Pence Pub – the starting point for our “Creepy Pub Crawl”. Now, two things I want to make clear. Item Number One: We got the advice to do the “creepy pub crawl” from Tripadvisor.com. It’s a great website if you ever want to check out hotels or attractions in a city you plan to visit. The pub crawl received rave reviews, and so, for a bit of a hoot, we decided we’d give it a try. I guess I had no idea that we’d be wandering most of the historic district in the dark, for three full hours! But it was great even though my feet/legs were killing me by the end. Item Number Two: I have never, ever been a believer in ghosts or the “paranormal”. So we were most certainly NOT out on a ghost hunt! OK, that said…. we DID come across some very interesting “phenomena”.
Our guide told us about many “creepy” things in Savannah’s past. As we passed Colonial Cemetery, she told us about the yellow fever epidemic in the early 1800’s and that this was where 600 unfortunate people were buried in a mass grave. There were about 20 people on the tour, and most of us had cameras and were snapping photos. The guide asked if any of us had captured any “orbs” in our photos. Not having a clue what an “orb” was, I asked for a description. She said they are small, round, usually whitish balls of ‘energy’, that can show up in photos – often associated with ghosts or spirits of the dearly departed. Well. To me, that is all a bunch of hooey (it’s my blog, and if I want to make up a word, I can). Except that in some of my photos I captured orbs. In shots taken literally seconds later, NO orbs. In the picture above, you can clearly see at least 3 orbs. I know. Crazy. But, it was fun and rather queerly fascinating!
We walked on over to Kehoe House, once the home to a family with 10 children, then a funeral home for 65 years, then purchased in the 70’s by none other than Joe Namath (the Jets quarterback). Joe wanted to turn the house into a disco, but the fine genteel folk of Savannah said, “we want nothing of that” and Joe was outnumbered. He sold it and now it’s a Bed and Breakfast. But like many old Savannah mansions, it has a haunted history also. You can read about that here. What I know is that after a couple of photos, I did capture a small noticeable “orb” just above the handrail on right side of the steps going up. Wierd.
We were stopped in one of the “squares”, listening to another of Rachel’s stories and I snapped this picture. I can see two orbs surrounding her. One immediately to her left, and one above her head and to the right a bit. Creepy. We stopped at several pubs along the way… 17 Hundred90 House, WG’s, and we ended the night at the Moon River brewing company on Bay St, not too far from our hotel. The Moon River pub is supposed to be very “haunted” – however no matter how many pictures I took there, no “orbs” showed up!
The next day we decided to have lunch at The Pirate’s House, a VERY OLD place that literally did used to belong to Pirates. I had a fantastic bowl of gumbo! Since the Pirate’s House has such a flamboyant history, we decided to snap a few pictures inside. I won’t post them all, but I will post two. These two pictures were honestly taken within 5 -10 seconds of each other.
Allrighty, enough about orbs. I don’t know what they are. I don’t know where they come from. All I know is that sometimes they show up, and sometimes they don’t. Really strange.
Our last stop for sightseeing in Savannah was the famous Bonaventure Cemetery. This was another place that was mentioned in “the book”; and after reading about it, I thought that yes, it would be an interesting place to visit. In the daytime. It was. I have never seen such life-like sculptures at a cemetery. The live oak trees with all that Spanish moss hanging down just adds to the mysterious look of this place. The azaleas were all in bloom, which added some nice color to the overcast day.
On both sides of this bench are engraved the songs that Johnny Mercer – a native son of Savannah – wrote. His most famous is probably “Moon River”.
On the stone it says, “Corinne Elliot Lawton Died January 24th 1877 Allured to brighter worlds, and led the way”. Old cemeteries have always intrigued me.
Well, it was a wonderful trip. It was such fun to have the chance to once again, explore an area we’d never been to. We really enjoyed the two southern cities we got to sort-of know. We loved getting to spend time with our friends/neighbors in Florida. It was great to have a real plate of fried green tomatoes one evening in Savannah! And it was so wonderful to arrive home again, all safe and sound, with great memories, pictures, and tales to tell!