On to Savannah

 From Charleston, we drove to Savannah.

We passed lots of areas that looked like this.

And we had to cross this crazy bridge!

My friend Jenny, from I'm having a Thought Here told us that if we were in Savannah, we had to go visit the Bonaventure Cemetery, so we made that our stop before checking into our hotel.

Bob and I both find old cemeteries so interesting, and this one was beautiful, with live oak trees dripping in spanish moss.

There was a whole section that was Jewish graves, the headstones engraved in Hebrew. Most of them had pebbles on the headstones and around the graves.  Each pebble signifies someone visiting the grave.

I really liked this one.

This is a military section and was very touching.

Such beautiful stones and sculptures.  We could have spent a lot more time there!

The next morning we took a trolley ride through the city.  There are little parks all over.  This little park is the place where Tom Hanks sat on a bench and said "life is like a box of chocolates..." in the Forrest Gump movie.

We saw so many beautiful homes.

The capitol building.  Its dome is covered in real gold.

As we were riding around the rain started and came down harder and harder.

The water was pouring off the roofs and gutters.

We were scheduled to go on a river boat ride that afternoon, but it was obviously not the day for it so we headed back to our hotel to dry out, because even on the trolley, we had gotten very wet. When we got off, the parking lot was flooded and our shoes got soaked.

This is the drive back to the hotel.  We had to detour because roads were closed due to flooding.

Savannah ended up getting 6 1/2 inches of rain in 24 hours, so there was lots of flooding.

We went to the hotel, did some laundry and put our tennis shoes in the dryer!

When the rain slowed down, we made our way back into the city and walked through the Basilica of St John the Baptist.

Look at the beautiful ceiling!

We also checked out what is said to be one of the most beautiful streets in the city.

The brick streets, beautiful old houses and the trees hanging over it really are pretty.

We had supper at The Pirates House, said to be the oldest house in Georgia. It was built in 1734 as a home, but opened in 1753 as a meeting place for pirates and sailors.

We ate in the Captains room, where there was a hidden tunnel that went to the river.  They used to use it to smuggle in rum, and to smuggle out people that would wake up on a pirate ship and have to work on it.  

In spite of flooding, we really enjoyed Savannah.  Next up was a trip to Columbia, SC.