It was a rough day yesterday. So rough, that it has taken me until the day after to blog about it. We stretched the limits of human endurance in the name of fried food. The mercury reached 94 in Savannah. We arrived with 7 kids under the age of 12. Let's do some important math.
7 kids + 94 degrees = a peek into Hell.
Did I mention it was hot yesterday?
A couple of important points to remember when planning your Savannah vacation.
First, Paula Deen can only accommodate groups of 12 after 5p. Thus, if you get there at the buttcrack of dawn to reserve your spot on a day when even the Devil himself looks for shade, you better have a plan for the rest of the day. Our plan was shot within 15 minutes of arriving and we paid for it.
Second, the trolleys are not air-conditioned.
Third, there's no Chuck-E-Cheese house or Showbiz Pizza Museum in Savannah, GA.
Fourth, if you don't bring water on a day like yesterday, you may die. Ask my nephew Jacob. He found out the hard way. We nearly got to see his breakfast after he became overheated on the trolley.
Fourth, if you don't bring water on a day like yesterday, you may die. Ask my nephew Jacob. He found out the hard way. We nearly got to see his breakfast after he became overheated on the trolley.
Fifth, when you have a chance to go to Savannah, go in the fall without the kids.
Yes, we knew all of this beforehand, but we're here. It's close. We like the punishment.
Now the photos:
1 comment:
at that temp. you are in a suicide march for fried chicken/ Your idea of goingg there without kids is a great solution. . We can babysit.
Maybe you would plan a different vacation next year? it's also fun to do different things. I hate high temps with high humidity. anyways I
won't bring up the chicken. Dad has been in bed all week with back spasms. our neighbor is going to mow our grass until Dad gets better/ Petie says bow wow. He is doing great!
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