cost you nuthin

So Day 39 was spent hung-over at first but what better way to get over it then eat some of Paula Dean’s fried chicken.  I had never come across Paula Dean before but she is definitely all over Savannah. You can even choose to do a 3 hour Paula Dean tour. You don’t get to meet her and apart from being charged a fortune to wander around aimlessly and eat in the restaurant for half hour I’m not sure what it consists of.   What I do know is I couldn’t stop saying Hey y’all it’s Paula Dean for the rest of the day.

After Fried Paula Chicken we went on the normal trolley tour around Savannah and it’s pretty good actually.  Worth the cash to sit for a couple of hours and be told the local folklore.  My favourite story was that pineapples would be left on the mantelpiece of any guests rooms and if the host removed the pineapple this was a signal to the guest that they had outstayed their welcome and it was time to pack up and leave. No words exchanged.  Strange but apparently effective.

Hey y’all! It’s Paula Dean!

We then decided since everyone was going on about Tybee beach to go there and as soon as we got there and paid for parking we wished we hadn’t.  It’s a bit rubbish really or you feel like you are sitting on rubbish.  It’s not the nicest beach in the world, nor is it the worst.  It’s just a bit of a non beach.  So we amused ourselves by playing the game Would You Rather much to the distaste of the families walking by.  I don’t blame them, it’s a filthy game.

Apple Crumble Moonshine

We then ate some fresh seafood and went back to Savannah trying to work out how we could live there for a month and not pay double rent.  It draws you in and it’s strange because it seems so sleepy but you don’t want to leave.  We ended up sitting through the night on a bench staring at the massive boats that were docked and gleaming like new and talking crap.  Me drinking wine out of a mug, he drinking whiskey out the jar.  I even tried some apple crumble moonshine which is deliciously dangerous. The only disturbance was Governor Tony a local bum making me some stuff out of blades which I really didn’t want.  I was more impressed that he looked like he was straight out of the TV show The Wire and would have given him something for that but my road trip friend was having none of feeding the habit and sent him on his way. Savannah though is a magical place and you don’t come across it often.  It was one of those places that we knew we didn’t want to leave so we stayed up talking as long as we could and wished time could have stood still for longer than it did.