Georgia – Days 1-4: Savannah and Augusta

Brittany Swanson   December 24, 2015   Comments Off on Georgia – Days 1-4: Savannah and Augusta

I didn’t really have a plan for Savannah. I Googled “things to do in Savannah” and found Forsyth Park and the Historic District which both looked interesting. I decided to start in the historic district but where I parked the car also happened to be right next to Forsyth Park, so I wandered through the park first instead. I couldn’t decide what I wanted to do next, so I just kept walking.

In the direction I chose to walk every other block seemed to have a grassy square with a monument to some random person for revolutionary war acts or something similar. After about the fourth square I checked Google Maps, and sure enough there are about a dozen green squares spaced throughout the city. Random.

One of the many monuments to someone, for something, Savannah, GA.

One of the many monuments to someone, for something, Savannah, GA.

I found my way to the City Market, which was the more touristy area with shops and restaurants and art galleries. It was there I spotted The Dot, Savannah’s free public bus throughout the historic district. Though I didn’t use it, I did appreciate The Dot. I haven’t come across a free public transportation system since Baltimore. Savannah for the win.

In City Market, as I walked past Byrd’s Famous Cookies, their sign caught my eye. It said, “What makes our cookies famous? Come in for a free taste of the 16 varieties from our Cookie Bar” Which was right next to a pop up sign claiming “Winner of the Flavor of Georgia 2015 our Georgia Peach Cookies” How could I pass up free cookies? And, peaches were definitely out of season, so this might be my only chance to try something peachy.

All the cookies! For free! Byrd's Famous Cookies, Savannah, GA.

All the cookies! For free! Byrd’s Famous Cookies, Savannah, GA.

It smelled delightful inside. And the wonderful woman at the counter insisted I try all the flavors. I tried most of them, I skipped the savory sounding ones. Who wants a cookie that tastes like cheddar? The plethora of cookies I sampled tided me over for a while while I checked out some of the art galleries. I wandered around a bit more and found a shopping district. Then my tummy started rumbling. I consulted my friend Yelp to see what was around.

Yelp suggested I check out Zunzi’s, which, according to their website, is “a mixture of international cuisine…a combination of Swiss, Italian, South African and Dutch.” Sounded good. I checked the menu and they had vegetarian options that sounded pretty tasty so I made my way there. When I got there I knew I’d made the right choice. The takeout line was at least a dozen people long!

Must be good, if the line is this long, right? Zunzi's, Savannah, GA.

Must be good, if the line is this long, right? Zunzi’s, Savannah, GA.

When it was my turn to order I opted for the Veggie Medley – roasted vegetables over potatoes (rather than rice) served with a salad. Yum! I had to wait about ten minutes for my order to be up, but they had a nice out door seating area, and it was a gorgeous day, so I pulled up a chair at a table and took out Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. 

Sadly, I did not finish all of my lunch…but it was a lot of food, so I made my way back to the car to stash my leftovers. I then decided to walk through the historic district and check out the houses. I wandered aimlessly for a while weaving this way and that, turning down whichever road looked compelling.

If you look closely you can see the awesome pod swings on the porch. Love! Savannah, GA.

If you look closely you can see the awesome pod swings on the porch. I want this! Savannah, GA.

Eventually my feet started to hurt a little, so I made my way back to Forsyth Park and pulled out my Kindle again. I laid down on the lawn and reflected on how awesome my life was and what a beautiful day it was and how thankful I was to be living the life of my dreams. And then I fell asleep. Accidentally. It was just so nice. And peaceful. I woke up and was like, oh hey, that was nice. Wait, where’s my Kindle?! Still there. Good. Let’s put that away. I rolled over and decided to continue napping. What. A. Lovely. Day.

What a wonderful day indeed, Forsyth Park, Savannah, GA.

What a wonderful day indeed, Forsyth Park, Savannah, GA.

As I was repositioning myself on my stomach to resume my nap, my phone beeped. Another Tinder Super Like. Gah. Usually a waste of my time, but every once in a while, they appear attractive and seem interesting. Whoa. Super handsome. Muscley. Tattoos. Promised pizza. Ok, sure, why not. Like back.

Long story short, we met up later that evening and had a pretty good time. We met up for a beer, and then took a walk down to the river to watch the sunset. While by the river he had me paint him a mental picture by telling me to describe what I saw when he added different elements to an empty room. He said it was a personality test to get to know me better, which I thought was really fascinating. Once the sun went down, we went to another bar and got another beer and walked to listen to some live music in the City Market. We hung out for a bit and then went and got pizza and then he walked me to my car and I drove back to my host’s house. Best date I’ve had in a while. The end.

The next day the only super exciting thing that happened was the moment I went a little crazy and pulled off the side of the road. Ever since I moved to Arkansas a couple years ago I’ve had this burning desire to pick cotton. I’m not really sure why, but it’s been a bucket list thing of mine and when I left Arkansas and hadn’t picked any cotton I was pretty devastated. So, imagine my surprise when I’m driving through Georgia on my way to Augusta and I see cotton fields still in bloom. Now, I’m not a cotton expert, by any stretch of the imagination, but I’m pretty sure it’s well past cotton picking time. I drove past the first farm and for the next five or so minutes considered turning around to go pick some cotton. Then I passed another cotton filled field, which was when my resolve wavered. There were lots of people around, and a fence I’d have to jump, and I was in a skirt. If I came to a side road though…and no fence…then I’d totally do it.

I think I surprised myself when I actually turned down the next side road by a cotton field. When I put the car in park I second guessed myself. I have every intention of finishing 50 States in 50 Weeks and then leaving the country to travel abroad indefinitely, so it was almost literally now or never. I jumped out of the car, hopped over the ditch separating the field from the road, looked around to make sure no one was watching me and ran into the field. Then I fumbled with my phone. What was the point if I couldn’t have a picture to prove it? I grabbed that piece of cotton, snapped a picture and ran for my life back to the car. My heart was pumping madly.

I now keep this piece of cotton in the door of my car, as a good luck charm, GA.

I now keep this piece of cotton in the door of my car, as a good luck charm, GA.

I finished the drive to Augusta and went to a Barnes and Noble to work for a bit before heading to Darbi and Shane’s house. Darbi and I have been friends since high school and her husband Shane went to high school with us too, though I didn’t meet him until after I was in college. We hung out and chilled my first night. Darbi and I stayed up and caught up while we colored and drank wine, which was awesome. It was also a little weird. It’s weird to hang out with friends from when I was younger and see them as adults. I don’t know why, maybe because hanging out with Darbi makes me feel like I’m back in high school, but then I remember she’s married and owns a house and I get confused.

The following day Darbi and Shane took me on a tour of Augusta. We got rear-ended on the way there, but luckily everyone was ok and there wasn’t any damage to the car either. It was another beautiful day and I enjoyed wandering around and spending time with my friends. They took me to a place called Boll Weevil for cake. I got the chocolate cake. Whoa. Here, let me show you:

Thankfully I was sharing...wholly cake, Boll Weevil, Augusta, GA.

Thankfully I was sharing…wholly cake, Boll Weevil, Augusta, GA.

Yeah, it tasted just as good as it looks. Then we wandered down by the river for a bit before swinging by the Morris Museum of Art, which happened to be free that day. I enjoyed it. It was the perfect size musuem. Not too big. Not too small. Enough variety to keep me interested throughout. Oh, and I found this picture, which is one of my new favorites:

Daughters of the South, 1993, Jonathan Green, Morris Museum of Art, Augusta, GA.

Daughters of the South, 1993, Jonathan Green, Morris Museum of Art, Augusta, GA.

Darbi and I both had some things we needed to work on that night so we made it a work night, though at some point I got around to coloring again. I love coloring.