When I was 17 weeks pregnant with Elias, Dave and I took a 3 day trip to Savannah. It was my 2nd time traveling to Savannah, but my first REAL experience of staying in the city and exploring. We fell in love with the town, the houses and most importantly, the food. So when we were invited to return to Savannah for a wedding, we didn't hesitate to say, YES!
We arrived Thursday afternoon. We went straight to our house, got settled, grabbed some dinner and then relaxed the rest of the evening. On Friday, we explored Savannah with Dave's mom, brother, brother's girlfriend and nephew. We browsed the shops and ate lunch at Zunzi's (aka the best place EVER). If you ever get the chance to go, order their chicken sandwich (called the Conquistador) and get the biggest glass of African Tea they serve. In fact, buy it by the gallon.. I wish we would have.
Later in the evening, we walked down to the ocean. Elias was barely 4 months old when we took our first trip to the beach, so I was anxious to see his reaction to walking around on sand and seeing the water. The weather was cool, but very enjoyable. And I have to say, I enjoyed this beach visit much more than I have when going during the hot summer months. The sand was cool, there were little to no people in sight and it was just an overall calmer, more peaceful atmosphere.
Saturday morning, we grabbed breakfast at Narobia's Grits and Gravy. The last time we were in Savannah, Dave and I went there and we haven't really stopped talking about it since. They serve THE best biscuits and gravy and have a seafood omelet that is TO DIE. The food in Savannah is hands down my favorite part and is absolutely worth your trip for the food alone. Not even kidding. After breakfast, we grabbed coffee, walked around Forsyth Park, found chickens, played under the mossy trees and just enjoyed the sights and sounds of Savannah.
Later that day was the wedding. Dave's cousin, Preston and his fiance Sarah wed under a mossy tree overlooking water. They exchanged their own handwritten vows and everyone cried. It was a beautiful ceremony, with an even more beautiful barn reception. There were twinkly lights, blush colored linens, succulents, comfort food and sweet tea. It was honestly one of the most beautiful weddings I have ever attended. We felt so honored to be invited and happy we were able to attend. Congratulations again, Mr. and Mrs. Evans!
Right before we left on Sunday, Dave, Elias and I walked back down to the beach as a family of 3. It was early, the sun was high and there wasn't a person in sight. We swung together, chased Elias, reflected on our trip and talked of future things. Our time in Savannah was short, but it was sweet. We're thankful for the opportunity to go and for getting to spend time with our family. Taking a trip every once in a while is so good for the soul. I'm very glad we went.
And for those wondering about my experience flying for the first time. I buried my head in Dave's arm and cried during take off, but was okay after that. Elias handled our flight there better than he did on the way home and I handled the flight home better than the one there. Funny how that worked. I can't say I LOVED flying, but it feels good to say I have indeed finally been on a plane. Only took me 28 years.
Until Next Time,
R + D + E