I am back from Spring Break Part I, in which I traveled to Savannah with some ladies for a bachelorette party. I hadn’t been to Savannah since I was a little kid, so I was unaware that is has a reputation for the following two things: being the most haunted city in America and being a hard-drinking city in which one can carry around one’s booze, in a plastic cup, in public.

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It’s the kind of town I’m sure Phillip Marlowe would appreciate. We found his office, but he was out, so I didn’t get to ask any questions.



(Seriously, how cool is this for a hardboiled-detective-loving bookworm such as myself?!)

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We did tour a haunted old mansion whose original owners were best of friends with Confederate General Robert E. Lee. There was also a long story about a curse on the family and several alleged encounters with ghosts in the house. Spooky.



We also wandered around the city’s historic district, enjoying all the beautifully manicured public green space, the postcard-perfect weather, and the lovely things to see. The town was all decked out in green (as you can see in the fountain photo above) for St. Patrick’s Day, which is Kind of a Big Deal in Savannah. We bachelorette party revelers blended right in with the be-shamrocked crowds. Plenty of delicious food was eaten, beverages consumed, and fun had.



One night out involved a haunted pub crawl, where we were led around town by our tour guide, who regaled us with stories of Savannah’s spookiest drinking spots. It seems the city does a few things really well: parks, ghosts, and drinks. I am in support of this.

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At the moment I am dog sitting two friendly little chihuahuas, making this a three-dog household until tomorrow afternoon. At that point, I shall commence housecleaning in preparation for my glorious Me Weekend of relaxation. Good times over here. I think everyone should get a Spring Break, don’t you agree?