See also: I need to give my fingers a break from typing so here’s a photo dump, Blog.
Words cannot describe how beautiful Savannah is. I’ve wanted to visit so badly, that I was kind of starstruck to the point of not taking as many photos as I should have. (Yay, just what you guys need—more fucking photos!)
Octavia wanted to take us in this church but some asshole had to go and die and have their idiot funeral that day. Way to ruin my birthday, dead person.
Henry was happy that this plan was foiled by the reaper, because he dislikes being in god’s house.
I was stupid-scared of these steps, but Octavia said this warning was mostly there for drunk people and hobos, both of which I walk like on a good day, so that didn’t help. NICE TRY, OCTAVIA.
Henry was considering walking straight off into the river and drowning himself. Chooch was starting to that thing that kids sometimes do called TESTING THEIR PARENTS’ PATIENCE.
We spent about 15 minutes scrutinizing Forrest Gump movie stills on Octavia’s phone until we settled on this being the site of Chippewa Square where Forrest’s bench was. There were people on Segways congregating there before us, so maybe?
We saw an antique shop and Chooch wanted to go in but all I could think about was how I really didn’t want a replay of the Chooch in a China Shop episode of our weekend in Philly last winter.
Yeah! Me too! Bandwagoner!
Lastly, here is Chooch with the succulent/weed he plucked out of the sidewalk for me.
We started to walk back to the parking garage around 4:30, because it was HOT and we were all pretty exhausted. Thank god we left when we did because by the time we got back to Bonaventure for Octavia to retrieve her car, THEY WERE BASICALLY CLOSED. There were some workers by the gate and they tried to stop us from driving in but Henry was like, “We’re just taking her back to her car!” and then all exchanged blue collar, uniform-wearing hyuks and we were allowed to pass by. Henry is so weird when it comes to interacting with those kinds of people.
After saying our temporary goodbyes, we headed back to the “hotel” so we could rest for a little bit before attempting to find somewhere to eat dinner.
“What’s Octavia’s real name?” Chooch said from the backseat.
“Uhhh….Octavia?” I answered in my favorite condescending teenager tone.
This seemed to please him. He’s basically obsessed with her now.
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“Uhhh… Octavia?” Like that’s some sort of street name? Performance name? Haha
That succulent/weed does actually look like a howarthia I picked up at the greenhouse last night, so there’s a good chance it’s a succulent.
I don’t know what he thought, like it was her Minecraft name or something?
Ooh, a howarthia!
These are great pics – That church pic is beautiful. I’m loving reading about your incredible vacation. You guys did so much!!
I am so, so pleased you went on the steps of death and you got to be near the river. AND you went to my father in law’s movie filming place!!!!!!!!!!!! SO EXCITING!