My fiancé is the greatest. I mean, duh, I already knew that–we’re getting married, aren’t we?–but these last couple of days have been really amazing.
I made it all the way to the age of 26 without seeing salt water live and in person. I grew up on the Great Lakes; why would I need an ocean? If you stand in the right place along the shore of Lake Huron or Lake Superior (my personal favorites), the water stretches on forever, so it’s kind of like an ocean. We were originally going to meet up with a couple of friends in Savannah for the day a couple of weeks ago while they were on their spring break, but plans didn’t work out and we didn’t head over that way.
Dallas kept an eye on the weather and planned a mini vacation for us from Wednesday through Friday this week and got us a room at a hotel on Tybee Island, with easy access to the beach through a path from the back of the hotel. We planned to get an early start Wednesday and get to the coast around lunchtime, spend Wednesday and Thursday on Tybee and Friday in Savannah, then get home by dark Friday evening. It almost worked out that way. Dallas came down with the stomach virus both of his parents had last week, so we got a late start Wednesday, and he spent some of the time feeling a little under the weather while we were over there. We left Savannah a lot earlier than planned because he still didn’t feel so great, but it’s not like we won’t be back at some point in the future.
We hung around our hotel and the Tybee pier on Wednesday evening; went to the Tybee lighthouse, the Marine Science Center, Fort Pulaski, and the Savannah National Wildlife Refuge on Thursday; and walked around some of the Savannah squares and the riverfront this morning and early afternoon before we headed back home.
I think the one most memorable part of a trip filled with so many good things for us to remember in years to come was passing through Wright Square, headed back to where we parked the truck, and stopping for a moment to listen as an old man played “Moon River” on his trumpet. I think that might actually be the most Savannah thing possible.
I took a ton of pictures, but these are a couple of my favorites: