The Historic District of Savannah offered photo op after photo op. As we explored our first day there I just kept sighing and telling Paul that I wished I had the kids with me so that Claire could strike a pose here, there and everywhere. I think Ren would have even obliged me with a few poses!
The homes have such beautiful details to them: from elaborate ironwork gates and railings to pretty shutters, gorgeous front doors and enormous verandas. The Southern Live Oaks – those enormous trees draped in Spanish Moss – make the streets and squares so atmospheric. Sigh.
I toured several house museums by myself while Paul was in his conference. Sadly, none of the homes allowed photography inside the houses. I would have love to capture the gorgeous details inside (elaborate plaster crown moulding, pocket shutters, etc.), if only to share with Paul what he missed. He was able to join me for a couple of house tours, though, so at least he got to see a bit of what I kept yapping about!
One of the homes I toured was the Mercer House:
If you remember the nonfiction book called “Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil” (and the movie of the same name), this was the home of Jim Williams. I had seen the movie years ago but couldn’t remember it much so I began reading the book before we arrived in Savannah. I finished it while in Savannah. As usual, the book was so much better than the movie! Anyway, it made my stay in Savannah that much more interesting to see these sights on a daily basis while I was reading about them in the book.
This is the home just beside the Mercer House, which was the residence of Jim Williams’ arch nemesis in the book. How I love all that drama!
The Hamilton Turner Inn is famous in its own right, but also because it too was featured in the book:
Moving on from “the book”, this is the Green Meldrim Home (built in 1850). Architecturally, it was fascinating but its history is equally interesting (General Sherman lived here after taking Savannah during the civil war).
The Owens-Thomas House:
Even the houses without names (as far as I know!) were beautiful.
Anyway, I could go on and on about the homes and all the little details I learned but I doubt anyone is that interested! Suffice it to say that one of my favourite things to do in Savannah was to learn about the history and architecture of the homes.