Okay, so I've been away for a while and that's totally my bad...the worst part is that I now have several trips to write about, and no time to do all of that writing! But I'm going to try my best :) On that note, let's go back to Savannah, shall we?
Last I left you, we were still slowly making our way up to Forsyth Park. On the way we passed through several squares and by God knows how many landmarks...including (but of course not limited to) the Armstrong House, another building owned by Jim Williams of Midnight in the Garden of Good & Evil fame.
And then finally, finally, we reached Forsyth Park! Of course Savannah dyes all of their fountains green for St. Patrick's Day...but the fountain in Forsyth is really the piece de resistance and definitely worth a visit...
Now, it was warm on this particular weekend. Unseasonably warm. And we had only caught about 6 hours of sleep the night before...which sounds like a lot, but not really when you've been out partying it up a bit ;) After our long day on the trolley tour and our long walk up to Forsyth...well, we were ready for a rest in our air-conditioned hotel room.
Unfortunately, that rest turned into a several-hour-long nap, and when we woke up we were starving...except silly us, we hadn't thought to make reservations for dinner. Double oops, there. So we wandered from our hotel hoping to find a decent bite to eat...and randomly stumbled across Paula Deen's "Lady and Sons" restaurant. Now, I'd heard that you had to get in line to eat here early in the day, or something like that...but Steve insisted that we at least try.
And I'm glad he did! We approached the podium, told them we didn't have reservations but just wanted to see if there was a chance for us to get in for dinner...and they asked if it was just the two of us. We said yes, and within ten minutes we were seated at a table on the second floor of the restaurant!
Honestly, though? I wouldn't go back, nor would I advise anyone to go out of their way to eat here a first time. The prices were reasonable and the food wasn't terrible; it simply wasn't impressive. I got the BBQ pulled pork sandwich and Steve got the southern buffet, but neither one of us found anything to brag about in regards to our meals.
Once we were done eating we headed back to the hotel again, as our friends Junior and Jaime were finally arriving. We helped them bring their things up to the room and hung out there for a little while, then they went out to meet some other people who were in Savannah for the weekend and Steve and I, wanting to get a good night's rest before what was sure to be a *long* St. Patrick's Day, went back to bed.
Don't worry though...the holiday itself was epic, and I'll be posting about that soon :)