Moving Pictures

I have only a few outstanding memories of my childhood. As I have gotten older,,, much older,, I have made it a point to visit those moments and places with new eyes.  When I was 16 or so, Dad took my three younger sisters and I on a trip from Philadelphia to Disney. In the summer, packed into a car with no AC, to Florida. There is a lot I've tried to forget about that trip including my first, third degree sun burn. There was one memorable moment I've wanted to relive a long time. A stop over in Savannah and dinner at The Pirates House .  I can't really explain why this place is so vivid to me. Maybe it was the first time I was on a real road trip. The first and best seafood platter I ever ate in my life. The town of Savannah. The riverfront. I don't know. I've had that same feeling about several places from my youth. This was the most vivid and the last one on the list I wanted to revisit.  I tried to stop by two times in the past but could no...

Many years ago I took my daughter to Savannah . As much as I wanted to explore the city end to end, she did not. We took the sight seeing trolley then we pushed on to St Augustine   back then. We still had a remarkable vacation but for many years I have dreamed of revisiting and really experiencing the food, the architecture, and the people of this town. Most of you who know me, know I put a lot of effort into planning my trips. Not this one. It was done last minute and on the fly with a few days open. I had a certain number of goals and they were all met. If I had researched a little more I would have added a few of the many museums I stumbled upon. Maybe a third chance is in the future. So why you may ask are there so few people in such a vibrant city? Well one of the additional and unexpected goals was to test myself against the elements. I have long dreamed of moving back up north again. But after 35 years in the tropics, I may not be able to. The verdict on this ...