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A hurricane, a cemetery and the Breakfast Club

The pineapple is a Southern symbol of “welcome”.

This week I had a wonderful treat – a visit from my best friend Trina and her hubby Larry. We had 2 1/2 days to explore the area and show them a little of what life is like in this part of the world. There’s so much to see and do in Savannah that it’s hard to know where to start, but we did our best to give them a little glimpse of everything.

We did the usual walking around down town, taking in the historic district and River St. We ate pizza at City Market, took in the sights of many of the squares, and had the best ice cream ever from Leopold’s. There is no shortage of great food here in Savannah, that’s for sure.

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The waves on Tybee Beach

An unplanned addition to our sight-seeing was watching the effects of Hurricane Sandy. The storm isn’t going to be any closer than 200 miles from here, but we enjoyed seeing the larger than usual waves on Tybee Island Beach and feeling the wind on our faces. Maybe it was having my best friend here, or maybe it was the power and beauty of the sea, but I felt more alive than I have in a while out there on the pier.

We also had to take in one of Savannah’s most beautiful and haunting sites, Bonaventure Cemetery. I love this place, even though graveyards generally give me the total creeps. The old stones and monuments have so much character, and I can’t help but wonder what the stories of the lives behind the marble and granite were. I showed Trina and Larry some of Bonaventure’s more famous inhabitants – the playful Gracie and the legendary Johnny Mercer. It was a beautiful day and we very much enjoyed our time there.

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One of the best parts of the visit was discovering The Breakfast Club, a little diner on Tybee Island that has the best breakfasts I’ve ever eaten. Trina, Larry and I ate there Thursday morning when the Wildman and Kev were in school and then we all met there again this morning before they left for home. Not only was the food wonderful, but the owners are hockey fans, so it’s a fair bet that I’ll be going back there.

It was a wonderful visit with people I love dearly. Of course it was heartbreaking when we had to say goodbye, but we had a few great days in this charming town. I can’t wait for them to come back again.