Midnight in the Garden of Insane Drivers

[sirandrew]

     Back from Savannah, and home for all of a few hours before departing again for the Battle of Bridgeport.  It's going to be a rough couple of days, but I can make it.  For a good rundown of the details of our Savannah trip, check Deborah's livejournal.  My observations as always are far less verbose.  Here are my observations in a nutshell...

      Savannah drivers are fucking insane.  I'm not just talking tourists here folks, I'm talking the people from Savannah.  Batshit crazy.  I've been around, and I've seen cities with crazy drivers (Detroit comes to mind) and I don't think I've ever seen quite the reckless disregard for the rules of traffic as I saw in Savannah.  Posted speed limits should be about 80 in the residential sections, cause that's what people were driving.  

     Downtown Savannah is not as interesting as it is in the book Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil.  I knew this beforehand, since I went to Savannah before the book was written.  It's always been very pretty, and it is still.  The only difference is that the city is now pretty and filled with gawking tourists with cameras taking pictures of everything.  When we read the novel in Contemperary American Novel class in college, good old Dr. Billingslea said it best.  The book wasn't as much an actual depiction of Savannah, it was the author's idealized image of the city.  We saw the city through his eyes, a New York journalist with a romanticized view of the south and with money to spend who got on the inside of a very select community.  Savannah is NOT that book.  It's still cool, it's still a nice place to visit, but if you're expecting to get hit on by cross dressers and have a black tie party and muder mystery in antebellum homes, please go somewhere else.  

     Tybee Island was great.  Even though it had flat compact Atlantic side sand, it was still a nice place to just sit, watch the ocean and eat at only slightly overpriced restraunts.  Still, what the hell is with the "No Raw Oysters" rule?  I'll sign a fucking waiver if I have to, just feed me the oysters cold, raw and on the halfshell.  

     I made Deborah shop at Piggly Wiggly!!   She refused to go at first, but I was totally driving the car.  Karen,  Deborah took a really fun picture for you there. 

     Fort Pulaski and the Mighty Eigth Museum, also cool.  Fort Pulaski was really nicely maintained and provided for great pictures.  I felt kinda funny when we watched the Musket demonstration though.  I do stuff every other weekend and it made me feel kinda funny to be a spectator and not a member of the event.  Still, really cool.  

Anyway, I guess that's it for me.  I enjoyed the vacation, loved my time with Deborah away from it all, and am now trying to get prepared for another three hours on the road with only one nights rest.  Hopefully my car will hold up to the drive to distant Bridgeport and back.  I'll have to go one more event without my Sharps since my mainspring issues are STILL not resolved.  Grah mechanical problems.  So, yeah, now off to bed.  If you want to see pictures of the vacation check 

fireriven  

 

Comments

[aubiered19.livejournal.com]

lets go fuck up that PIGGY WIGGY SIGN!!!!!!!
yay!!
sounds like yall had tons o fun :)

[catwalk.livejournal.com]

i keep forgetting to mention that my first job was cashier at a piggly wiggly.