Day 10 Tuesday April 25th
Savannah
Once we got in to Savannah we drove around a bit and I reoriented myself around the city. We drove by my old mission apartment and everything there was exactly the same. I’d also spent six months here and had really enjoyed my time here. The city is beautiful and the members really treated us nice there. I had a great companion there but he’d sometimes turn off his hearing aid at dinner appointments. My other companian here had water on the brain and was really tough..I doubt they’d let him on a mission now.
Anyhow, here is a shot of our rental car. I actually like it quite a bit and it drives pretty well for a station wagon. It doesn’t have the HEMI in it but that’s probably a good thing considering the miles we are putting on it. We’re seeing gas prices anywhere from $2.75 up to $3.05 per gallon and getting 22-23 MPG. Ouch.
Even though I knew the city pretty well I wasn’t sure of all the history and figured the best way to see everything worth seeing in a day was to take one of those trolley tours. Serra and Sophia were the only kids on the tour and Pam and I were atleast 30 years younger the next youngest couple but everybody was friendly enough. We purchased the On/Off option so we could get out and walk around. Our first stop was St. Johns Cathedral. I remember being blown away by it while I was on my mission (even considered converting for the afternoon) and it was just as impressive as a non-elder. The pictures don’t do it justice as it’s the second largest cathedral (seating wise) in the US behind NY’s and just ahead of the National Cathedral in DC.
I think what Pam enjoyed most about Savannah was all the beuatiful buildings and houses. These here are just a fraction of the shots that she took. We only took one tour of the Green/Meldrim house that isn’t pictured here. It was an impressive tour as the house was General Sherman’s headquarters when he occupied Savannah after his march through Georgia. It was also where he penned the famous letter giving Savannah and 20,000 bails of cotton to Lincoln as a Christmas gift.
The entire tour was very educational and enjoyable. We took advantage of the on/off feature twice, once for the catherdral and house tour and another for lunch.
This top house was the house that was made famous in the book/movie “Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil”. Pam hadn’t heard of the book as it’s a bit on the risque side I think. I haven’t read the book or seen the movie either but everyone made a big deal about it.
The second picture here is of oak trees draped with spanish moss. These oak tress are all over Savannah and line just about every street forming a tunnel with the moss hanging down. Georgeous.
Speaking of our lunch, we ate at the Pirate House. It is a building that dates back to the 1700′s and is reputed to have been a house frequented by pirates. There was very little history to back it up but it was fun nonetheless. Serra enjoyed the paper hate/mustache/eye-patch and earings.
After the trolley tour we drove out to a great old cemetary that was in my area. It’s the St.Bonaventure Cemetary and it borders the Savannah River and has some HUGE oak trees in it. It’s very beautiful and peaceful there, not to mention the great headstones and epitaphs.
We were feeling pretty bad for Serra since we’d lugged her around Savannah on a trolley so we made reservations that evening for a horse/buggy ride around historic downtown. Serra loved the horses although she was rather disappointed that she wasn’t going to be riding the horses but rather pulled in a buggy behind them. She mentioned that that was “unfair” several times but I think she had a good time nonetheless. We certainly had a great time as it was much more relaxing and enjoyable than the trolley rides. The guide was knowledgeable and she shared some additional tidbits that the trolley guides either forgot or didn’t know about. We did hear some conflicting information but nothing major, it’s just a reminder that what you hear about history in never overly acurate (yes, I’m a tad cynical).
Here’s Serra explaining to the horses who the boss is. She’s a little miss independent and likes to remind everybody that “I’m in charge!”. She has to be the one who pushes the elevator buttons and uses the cards to get in to the hotel rooms. She’s got a lot of personality traits of my younger sister Adriane…take charge and being the boss! I love to see it her tenacity and Pam does a great job of tempering it just enough and keeping her reminded that she’s 4.
Our last two stops in Savannah were the Wormsloe drive and the Tybee Island lighthouse. We got to Wormsloe after it was closed but I was able to still show it off to Pam through the gate. The line of oak trees is as far as you can see and it’s rather breathtaking if I do say so myself. Tybee Island was part of my area and I always liked the lighthouse. It dates back a couple hundred years and is 150 feet tall.
We ended the day by ordering some Papa Johns pizza and enjoying it in our hotel room. I couldn’t think of a better way to end the day.
Day 11 Wednesday April 26th
Charleston, SC and travel to Williamsburg (7 hours)
Our initial plan was to leave from Savannah at a leisuraly time and get up to Williamsburg, VA at an ok hour to look around a bit and plan out our stay. Pam pointed out however that Charleston, SC wasn’t too far out of the way and that she’d love to see some of the plantations and homes there. It sounded alright to me so we woke up and got on the road about 10:00 AM. I’d done a little web research the night before and picked out two plantations that seemed worthy of seeing. We figured if we got off early from Savannah and didn’t stay long in Charleston, that we’d still get in about 10 or 11 to Virginia.
Here’s some shots of our girls. The one of Serra is just after dining on a popsicle in case you were wondering what’s up with the tongue.
The Middleton Place Plantation - click on this link for more info
Our first stop was The Middleton Place Plantation. It is a restored plantation home although the actuall building still standing is just one of the wings of a much large plantation but it’d been burnt by the Union Army and never rebuilt. The wing was also burnt but it was the least damaged of the three structures so when the family came back after the war they only had money to rebuild the one.
Unfortunately, because it’s been “restored” you can’t take pictures in the building so you’ll have to look on the website for interior shots.
The grounds had huge acres worth of gardens and paths. It was an old rice plantation and occupied by the Middleton family. The family was prominant during the formation of Georgia and also were staunch supporters of the conferderacy during the Civil War. In fact the Middleton living there at the time (Arthur I think???) actually signed the decleration of secession from the Union. When the Union troops were coming the family left and the father stayed behind to hide all the family heirlooms and possessions out in the nearby forest. Most of the stuff had been reclaimed but they did find a giant trunk full of clothes owned by Frank Middleton just 30 years ago. Very cool.
The girls and I at the reflection pond and me unsuccesfully trying to catch a gecko to Serra’s amusement.
During the stay, and going against our idea of a quick visit, we decided to take another horse carriage ride around the property. Serra was very pleased. The tour was about 45 minutes and the first 40 minutes of it were great. The guide talked about the family, the area during the civil war, and the use of the land. It made us feel real bad for the poor slaves that were subjected to trying to grow and harvest rice. The family made a fortune doing it but it was a hard life for the slaves. The second picture is of a swampy area that used to be a rice paddie (sp?).
During the carriage ride we saw a giant rat, a copperhead snake, and some beautiful country. Unfortunately the last 5-10 minutes of the ride we got caught in a major downpour. The carriage wasn’t covered but there were umbrella’s for all on board except myself and one of the couple. It was kind of funny because there was a guy who took an umbrella rather than sit next to his wife and share, thus leaving the other couple without one. I didn’t mind getting wet as it felt good since it’d been so hot earlier in the day.
In all it was an excellent tour. We skipped the whole “African American History Tour” as we really wanted to catch Drayton Hall before it closed. We pulled out of Middleton place at about 3:30 and ran down the road to Drayton Hall.
Drayton Hall Plantation - click on this link for more info
Drayton Hall was also a fully functional rice plantation. It was much different than The Middleton Place in that it was not restored but rather “preserved”. This was actually VERY COOL as it allowed you to see it as it was and your imagination could run wild with how it was decorated, painted, etc. Also, they let us take all the pictures we wanted, Pam was beside herself.
The first two pictures of the actual back of the home. The front faced the river since that was were the majority of visitors came from. However the back architecture is actually the more impressive. It is modeled after “Georgia Palladian” which means that everything was “balanced” and symmetrical. I love that patio and balcony.
Here’s the view from the balcony looking out towards where the 1st picture was taken. You can see a mound of dirt there that used to be the carriage turnaround.
Once inside you could see the ornate detail work that was put in to the house. The tour guide did a great job of explaining the use of each room and pointing out the architectural finepoints that helped them deduce details about each room. One interesting anecdote is that in the side rooms there were two doors put in but only one of them went anywhere. The other was just a facade. The fake doors were torn off by union soldiers searching for supplies and were never replaced.
Our tour guide was a nice Southern lady who was very knowledgable and did a great job of leading us through the home. Both Pam and I were having a great time imagining what it looked liked finished and the amazing times that the family must have had here.
The second picture here is of the detail on the great halls’ ceiling.
This small spiral staircase went from the basement all the way to the top floor. It was used by slaves and servents. They were very narrow and I don’t know if I could have gone down them…so I didn’t.
We ended up with a ton of pictures of the place and enjoyed ourselves immensely. As far as places that we’ve visited so far on our trip it’s right up there. A truely great experience.
We didn’t end up pulling out of there until about 5:15 or so and everyone was hungry and tired so we went on a search for somewhere to eat. After about 35 minutes of driving around and Sophia screaming in the back seat we finally found a spot and went in to dine. By the time we finished that it was 7:00. After taking an energy check we decided it’d be a good idea to get the girls in their pajamas and travel all the way to Williamsburg that night and then just take it easy the next day. No sooner had we decided that that one of the worst rain storms we’d ever been in started pouring. The wind was howling like crazy and sheets of rain were coming down….we pushed through and ended up pulling in to Williamsburg about 2:30 AM. Needless to say we were glad to get there. Overall I’m glad we did it that way as we didn’t lose any “trip time” due to the long drive.
Day 12 Thursday April 27th
Williamsburg and Jamestown, VA
As planned we slept in the next day and Pam, being a little fresher than myself since she napped in the car a bit, went down and brought up breakfast for the bunch. The hotel we were staying at provided a full breakfast each morning and it wasn’t half bad. Anyhow, I got served breakfast in bed and then it took us a bit to get rolling but we finally made it out by just after noon. We wandered a bit but eventually ended up at the Jamestown historical site and “living settlement”.
Jamestown was actually 20 years prior to the pilgrims at Plymouth Rock and involve John Smith and the whole Pocahontus story. Of course as we were explaining this to Serra on the way over she was getting very excited. We explained that, unlike Disney World, this Pocahontus would be a statue and one that she could get a picture with. This of course set off a bunch of questions about death and what happens when we die and so forth. It was finally capped off by her telling me “Dad, when you die you need to tell Pocahontus that I’ve seen her movie…ok dad?”. I assured her that’d be no problem. I need to write all these promises I’m making down.
One short note on Virginia…it’s BEAUTIFUL and much cooler and less humid than the South. I don’t think I could ever live in Florida/Georgia/South Carolina regardless of how pretty it is. Virginia on the other hand is perfect right now.
This chruch here is the church in which Pocahontus and John Rolfe were married in (She never married John Smith as the Disney movie insinuates) The chruch itself has been reconstructed however the bell tower is of the original 1607 group. The ruins on the right are actual recreations of the original ruins that are buring just beneath these. They are of the actual settlement. Archeological digs help them determine the use of the various buildings and they ranged from homes to blacksmiths, to glass blowers.
Here’s the before mentioned Pocahontus and John Smith statues.
Glass blowing was one of the first industries that they tried to get going here but they were unsuccesful both times they tried. In fact nothing really worked for the colonists until they started growing tobacco. It was amazing the hardships the group went through. One statistic that they mentioned was 6 out of every 7 individuals who came over died the first 5 years of colonization. Mainly from starvation, disease, and indian attacks.
The pictures below are of the glass blowing exhibit. Interesting.
Once we finished with Historic Jamestown we made our way over to the Jamestown Settlement. It’s here where they have people dressed up, both as Indian and Jamestown Colonist, to show you in more detail what their lives were like and how they got by.
Serra has this new thing in pictures where she raises up her hands. I think it’s hilarious.
They had the entire Jamestown fort recreated with the placement of the buildings as authentic as they could possibly do it. It was very cool. Serra had a good time feeling the furs, dressing up, and sweeping the floors.
They also had a musket demonstration. That was really neat other than the fact that the loud bang made poor Sophia freak out. She cried for a good 10 minutes then decided she was ok.
Just outside the fort they had exact replicas of the three ships that they sailed on. Actually only one of the ships was exact as they had court documents on the ship detailing its plans due to a court case that it was involved in prior to it setting sale to America. Again, Serra V had a great time clowning around on the ship and Pam was more than happy to oblige with a camera.
By the end of the day the exhaustion of the late night and the go go go was starting to set in by evidence of the growl on Serra’s face. We called it an early night and went and enjoyed a nice meal at a steakhouse near our hotel. Our waitress had Colonial Teeth.
Day 13 Friday April 28th
Our last day in Williamsburg was spent between Yorktown and Colonial Williamsburg. I’d seen on the website TripAdvisor that Colonial Williamsburg was a bit overpriced and that you could see everything there was to see there in half a day so we planned accordingly.
Yorktown
There was a large battle at Yorktown that more or less ended the Revolutionary war. It’s where Cornwallis surrendered. They had a great museum with a lot of artifacts and a timeline of the entire war along with a “living” colonial army encampment. It was very interesting to talk to the “interpreters” as they explained how the soldiers lived, how they were fed, and some of the medical procedures they underwent when they were injured. We had a great time and ended up ducking out at about noon after 3 or 4 hours or perusing around.
This guy here was giving another musket demonstration. This time I stuck my fingers in Sophia’s ears so she wouldn’t scream.
Our little colonial princess warrior.
Colonial Williamsburg
We made our way over to Colonial Williamsburg only to get lost a couple times. We couldn’t find it in our navigation system so we ended up trying to follow a map that the hotel had given us. I think it was the worst map ever created. In big letters at the bottom it says “MAP IS NOT TO SCALE” which should have said “You might as well not try to follow this map unless you want to get hopelessly lost”. After about 20 minutes of driving around I saw a sign for Colonial Williamsburg and we just kept following the subsequent ones. It was a relief to finally arrive and we realized that one reason we couldn’t find the actually village was that you had to park at a visitors center and then take a shuttle….who knew?
The church here is still functioning as an every Sunday church. The steeple tower dates back to the early 1700′s. Nice. Also pictured here is another carriage ride that we didn’t end up taking but it was really cool nonetheless.
When we saw this house we knew we had to take a tour and take plenty of pictures for Gary and Leisl. It’s the George Wythe House. In fact Pam has commented several times that Gary and Leisel et al would absolutely love coming out here and getting a living history lesson….so mark it as a thing to do for you! I don’t know if you can read that description of the house or not. Just in case you can’t it reads “This mid eighteenth century building was the home of George Wythe, tutor and friend to Thomas Jefferson. Wythe was the first professor of law at an American College, and first Virginian signer of the Decleration of Independance. Washington used the house as his headquarters in 1781 before the seige of Yorktown. Five major outbuildings and garden plan reflect a plantation layout. Furnishings are in the manner of a well-to-do 18th century Virginia Household.”
Unfortunately it was closed (BUMMER).
Some of the charming things about Colonial Williamsburg was the “characters” that were wandering around. They were dressed appropriately for the period and would address you as if you were living in that era. You could ask them questions about stuff and their responses would reflect something about the troubles with the British or an insight in to daily life back in the 1700′s. The temperature was great so don’t feel bad for them, although come summer time I bet they are hating life.
As part of the festivites they had an ongoing “skit” taking place that started with the reading of the Decleration of Independance from the Williamburg Capital Building (It was Virignia’s first capital) and also included several other skits that had to do with reasons we went to war, how life was during the war, and culminated with Washington and General Lafayette taking Yorktown with an impassioned speech. It was really rather moving and a treat to witness.
The redcoats and General Washington.
A sweaty wig lady. I thought of Julie as this store was full of hair all over the place. She had a lot of great information about the wigs of the day.
Drummers and General Washington’s speech.
After all of the festivities we made our way to a period resteraunt called Kings Arms Tavern. The building served as a tavern back in the day and now it’s a good steak restaraunt. They actually served it with English flair that included bread pudding, creamed spinach, and some interesting “relishes”. They had us tie our napkins up around our neck and a colonial interpreter guy came in with a guitar and we all sang songs. Serra had a great time and we enjoyed the good food.
Can you believe our Rosie is sitting in her very own highchair now? She’s growing up fast right in front of us.
Overall we had a great time at both Yorktown and Colonial Williamsburg and we didn’t feel slighted in the least by only spending a half day at both. The ticket lady at Colonial Williamsburg gave me a ration about wasting a whole days ticket on half a day and that I should really buy a two day ticket and come back tomorrow. She was even kind of rude about it. Anyhow, we had a great time and made it back to the hotel in time to rest up for the next day…Monitecllo (Thomas Jeffeson’s home) and our first night in DC.









































































































































































































































