OT back from our trip to Savannah | Arthritis Information

 

Had a fun weekend, and have a little doctor encounter experience to share.  I think you guys can appreciate the humor...

There must have been some type of conference going on.  As we were walking to lunch, I heard a guy in the group behind us saying, "the study data is more about men, but I do think it can work just as well for women.  They just don't have the studies because the disease population is more of the male population."  Well, my ears perked up, I've just got to know more! 

But my family starts whining about where we should eat lunch.  We pause and I say, "I don't care.  You decide and leave me out of it."  I mean, we've got to keep moving, so I can eavesdrop! 

The group has passed us, and I'm walking fast to catch up.  Now, they are laughing, "...and what they don't know is, once they are in the back on the table, it's just one guy going, 'Okay... Pull!' Ha ha ha ha ha!!!".

Damn whining family!!!  What specialty are these guys???  I missed it!

Now hubby is whining, "Why are you walking so fast?"  Damnit, missed more!  Glare at him, Zip it!!!

Catch one more...uplifting...piece of news:  "...yeah, the reason I left ENT was because I got tired of hearing (imitates gross snot noise) all day long".  Ha hahaha.

Unfortunately, this charming trio of compassion crossed the street over to a restaurant advertising sushi and draft beer.  We headed on to the soda shop, because they served PB&J's.

At breakfast, I passed this monotone comment: "yes we see a lot of patients in their forties with back injuries it is very common".

But ti was Savannah, and it was also filled with much more interesting characters than doctors.  Hubby had a cab driver named Courvoisier, whose 4 yr. old son rode 'shotgun'.  A street person did a lovely portrait of our daughter for our leftover pizza.  Tourism has taken off so much since we lived there that it now smells more like horse pee (carriage tours) than the old paper mill whose stench was called 'the smell of money'....Good times.

 

 I love Savannah! Did ya visit Paula Dean's restaurant? I never have. Hubby won't stand in line long enough

It sounds like you had alot of fun Suzanne!

No, hubby would not stand in line, either. I didn't really want to, especially with two kids, anyway. They start seating for lunch at 9:30. We asked about dinner without reservations at around 6:30; they said it would be 9:15.

Plenty of good food without that wait!!! Chicken fingers at Spanky's - how do they get the breading so light? It is light as air, then you dip them in honey, not honey mustard. I think maybe they start with cooked chicken, so they only have to fry them long enough to warm and barely brown the breading. Heavenly. (Fit Club members, you might want to stop reading this...)

Shrimp and Grits at the River House. Ooooh baby. Eat there for lunch, because dinner is a fortune. Also had a Chatham Artillery Punch, which dulls your senses for the rest of the day. I couldn't finish mine there, but Savannah is Savannah, home of the To Go cup, and the waitress poured mine into a plastic cup with a lid and a straw.

Pizza at Vinnie-Van-Go-Go. Whatever you want, by the slice. With a spinach salad. Yummy yummy yummy.

Only one bad meal. So bad, hubby is reporting it on Trip Advisor!!! We used to love a place called Huey's. It is still there, but they no longer have the upstairs patio overlooking River Street, so we decided to go to the newer place, Tubby's Tankhouse. The sign said they also have location in Thunderbolt, GA - now that's a mailing address I've always coveted - Thunderbolt! We were seated right by the railing, overlooking the street musicians, dancers, and cruisers, so that was worth it, but the food was miserable. Miserable. Captain D's does it better.

After we ate, we took our beer buzz down to River Street Sweets for a sugar buzz on pralines. Pralines and beer. That's the Savannah we remember. And...we do remember smelling pee, but that is only on River Street and probably from drunk humans and not horses.          ;     

I am so jealous, Suzanne.  I love Savannah so much.  It is the most beautiful city I have ever seen, with the spanish moss, the beautiful old homes, the many parks, the waterfront.  It is just a different world, a flashback to a different era.

While we were there we took a nighttime ghost tour in a hearse.  (Well of course!)

That was a hoot.  There was one building that was said to have the ghost of Blackbeard the pirate, and a challege had been issued for anyone to be able to spend the entire night there, and if they could do it there was a monetary reward.  Or at least that's the story the tour guide told.  I would really like to go back there and try - not for the money, but for the ghostly encounter! 

I love watching the movie Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil, just for the memories of Savannah - no actually I really like the movie too!

Do you have any photos to post???

Pictures - I have to keep telling everyone my three reasons. 1) I am the mom in the commercial whose kid has been hanging in the air over the diving board for six months.
2) I am paranoid part A, after a woman at the Orlando airport recognized my older daughter from a pix on my mom's desk at work in Pa.
3) I am paranoid part B, because I started posting about AP without knowing how rare it is for a young child, and only have a shred of anonymity left.

Maybe I'll post the portrait the homeless guy did LOL. It looks like the Gerber baby wearing a wig and headband. It somewhat resembles her - um, somewhat. He nailed the headband, I can say that for sure. But I'll frame it, becuase it is a great story.

Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil - we lived there for the whole scandal! We have a signed first edition of the book - signed 'To fellow Savannahians', from John Berendt. Lady Chablis used to shoplift where I worked. I would see Jim Williams at Kroger on Victory Drive. The day he died, hubby called me to confirm it with my gay co-workers before airing the story on the news - "Ask the boys if it is true Jim Williams died." It was true.

I really miss those days, but Savannah is really not the same anymore. I can't imagine living where used to live - the square nearest our appt. was filled with trams, trolleys, and carriage tours all day. One of our neighbors is still there, though, after all this time. He must be, because there is still aluminum foil on the windows. Reflects the evil spirits, you know. He was the nicest man, so much that I do beleive it must work!    
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