Ghosts, Moss, and Drunken Revelry

This weekend I went to Savannah, Georgia, with some friends. Our riverfront room was haunted by a ghost named Hank who kept turning our TV off and walking around noisily while we were trying to sleep. The city was BEAUTIFUL though, with Spanish moss everywhere.

The Savannah River from outside our hotel

Lexie and I on the trolley before our tour of the city.

An example of the copious amounts of Spanish moss present in Savannah.

Statue of a woman [scaring away ghosts?]

Everything here is beautiful.

Flannery O'Connor's childhood home

Liz, Lexie, and Jenny on Forrest Gump's box-of-chocolates bench

Drinks at Kevin Barry's Irish Pub where an Irish man was singing some Irish songs.

Coffee in one of Savannah's myriads of parks on our last day in the city.

"Yes, hello. I would like the largest iced coffee you can possibly make, please."