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Wormsloe Plantation - Savannah, GA

Dear Travel Diary,
 
The Wormsloe Historic Site, informally known as the Wormsloe Plantation, consists of 822 acres and protects the estate established by one Georgia's colonial founders, Noble Jones.
 
Entering the site is dramatic, as the avenue of Oak trees and hanging Spanish moss seemingly stretches into oblivion.
 


It guides you to Savannah's oldest tabby ruins, to the marsh lands, to the river where the silence of history seems to rest in peace. The formation of the state of Georgia is linked to this spot, so walking the site of such significance made me feel quite small.


Tabby is a type of concrete made by burning oyster shells to create lime, then mixing it with sand, water, ash and broken oyster shells. The substance is thick and strong, making it an ideal material to construct a dual purpose home and defensive fort.


These marsh lands feed into Savannah's harbor, so Jones was able to see invaders before they docked in the city with time to warn people.


Eventually, a grand plantation home was constructed on the property, but unfortunately, it was moved to serve as a private home. We were disappointed to learn this, but still came away with knowledge of the city's colonial history. It was worth the visit.

If you go:
7601 Skidaway Road, Savannah, GA 31406
gastateparks.org/wormsloe

The Sorrel Weed House - Savannah, GA

Dear Travel Diary,
 
When Nick and I explored Savannah a few years ago, we passed the Sorrel Weed House.
 

We never went inside, which is regrettable.

This picture I took inspired a lot of Internet sleuthing as I sought out its story. It's an interesting one.

The property represents one of the finest examples of Greek Revival and Regency architecture, often attracting world-renowned architects to Savannah to study its design. It's a historic landmark and a museum, holding the distinction of being the first home in Georgia to be named a state landmark in 1954.

Located on the corner of Bull Street and Harris Street, the home's 16,000-square feet tell a remarkable tale.

It was the boyhood home of Brigadier General Moxley Sorrel, who fought for the Confederacy in the Civil War. General Robert E. Lee is said the have visited the house in the early 1860s, as he was friends with Francis Sorrel.

Also, the opening scene of Forrest Gump was filmed from the home's rooftop.

Immediately those with an interest in Civil War history and iconic films consider the Sorrel Weed house a major tourist draw.

Savannah, with its hanging Spanish Moss and historical ties to major American conflicts, is considered the most haunted city in the country. If you land on Runway 10 at the Savannah-Hilton Head Airport, there are marked gravestones in it. A runway extension during World War II placed the path directly through a family plot, and whether visitors pursue it or not, they are immediately thrust into the city's culture for embracing the afterlife.

Here's the thing: I'm skeptical. But I cannot deny the energy in this city.

Have you read Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil? I bought it as a souvenir of our travels, and have read and re-read the book time and time again.

Back to the house. It was built by Francis Sorrel in the 1840s, and after the passing of his first wife a few years later, Sorrel married his wife's younger sister, Matilda. But Francis had his vices, including a long-time affair with one of his slaves, Molly. She was given preferential treatment, and her own private quarters above the carriage house beside the main home.

When Matilda found her husband in bed with Molly, she leapt from a second story balcony in a fit of rage, killing herself.

Weeks later, Molly's body was found hanging in her room. Legend states she was driven to suicide by Matilda's ghost.

Often I wonder if people assign the word "haunted" to a historic property due to its documented timeline of events. The Sorrel Weed House has suicides, slaves were kept there and the Civil War tore through Savannah, so understandably, these events add to the home's intrigue.

Plus, historical records indicate the home is located next to or possibly above the site of The Siege of Savannah. This 1779 assault during the Revolutionary War is considered to be one of the bloodiest, with over 1,000 casualties recorded.

Whatever belief you hold, the Sorrel Weed House is a direct link to the past.

If you go:
6 West Harris Street, Savannah, GA 31401
sorrelweedhouse.com

Delta Air Lines Museum - Atlanta, Georgia

Dear Travel Diary,
 
Last night, I told my husband I was deeply and immensely proud of him.

I told him it was time for us to sit back and live the life.

Because though the timing of our fresh milestones couldn't have been more inconvenient, we did it. He did it. New house, new career - it was time to celebrate. And Delta delivered with a dinner set up beside The Spirit of Delta airplane in its museum hanger.


The setup was gorgeous and the meal was delicious.








This was the picture I sent our children after Nick received his Wings.

The next day, we returned home and resumed life as "normal."

Brief Walking Tour - Atlanta, Georgia

Dear Travel Diary,
 
Though I've flown into ATL twice now, this is the first for the city serving as my destination.
 
Related Post: Savannah, Georgia

Time to sit a spell ...


I had some time before I had to get ready. Nick and I had to board a 5:20 p.m. shuttle bound for Delta's museum for a celebratory dinner. Camera in hand, I stuck to the streets surrounding my hotel.



The courtyard had a small putting green and fountain.



Waffle Houses have been beloved Southern icons for over 60 years, but for this Yankee, I've had very limited exposure. Pouring over their Web site, I was intrigued that staff make the effort to get to know their customers and greet them by name. Though they pride themselves on Southern values, the Waffle House has grown to become an American institution.


Delta's HQ is in Atlanta, and the signs were everywhere. This one felt especially relevant, given my purpose for being in town. There is no stop in us, only go.





I passed this statue in front of a repair shop and took a few photographs because you don't see this everyday. Turns out, these roadside statues have garnered a bit of a cult following that inspired themed road trips to see them all. Though this particular Roadside Man is now holding a tire, there was once a U.S. flag within his grasp. This shop was opened in 1967 to serve the surrounding area.


The skies were consistently overcast as Tropical Storm Cindy made landfall on the Gulf. Even without the sun, the unmistakable Georgia humidity hung around.


See the little bee pollinating the flowers?


Walking across a pedestrian bridge over the nearby Interstate.


Finally, I stopped for a quick lunch at a nearby Mexican restaurant. The skies prevented me from grabbing a table on the patio, which considering it's officially summer, felt so unorthodox. I returned to my room afterwards to start getting ready for the evening ...

To be continued.

How I See The City of Chicago

Dear Diary,
 
This past weekend, I had the opportunity to take a walking tour around downtown Chicago. 

Spring has blossomed in the city.




The iconic Chicago Theater ...


Opened in 1921, The Chicago Theater was the first large, lavish movie parlor in America and soon became the prototype for those that followed. I did not venture inside, but if the interior is anything like the grandeur of its exterior, then I'm convinced it's left its visitors breathless.


Can you imagine how many movies were set in this city? While You Were Sleeping, The Blues Brothers ... I mean, there are so many recognizable places around Chicago that were the backdrops for many a movie scene.



I had to Google who Father John Misty was - he's a folk singer.


I watched one of the bridges across the River rise to accommodate a passing Schooner. It was cool!


Here's my takeaway - Chicago is the third largest city in America, yet seems to maintain more of a "hometown" feel than New York City. I suppose that's because Midwestern values of hospitality are the norm. I appreciated the fact that the city's history stood proud alongside the mirrored, contemporary skyscrapers that propel its skyline into the current era.

I hate it when cities tear down their longstanding buildings to make room for parking lots, etc.


You can kind of see this delightful mix in the photo above. The ornate architecture shines just as bright as the contemporary glass-paneled buildings.


Street view at night ...


I love a sparkling skyline. However, I'm pretty biased in that I feel Minneapolis is the most photogenic ...


We were in town for my SIL's wedding at Trump Tower. I didn't take many pictures at the event (they requested their guests be unplugged, which I thought was a great idea).




You just don't see craftsmanship like this anymore. I sure hope there are others that appreciate it as much as I do.

Even so, Chicago - thank you for serving as host to a lovely weekend.

An Evening At (Eric) Church - Milwaukee, WI


Dear Diary,
This past weekend, Nick and I were in Milwaukee (with the kids, of course; but we were able to secure a date night).

About 6 months ago we scored tickets to see Eric Church at the Bradley Center, and beforehand, I took Nick out to dinner at the Pfister Hotel.

I cashed in my reward points and received gift cards to pay for this indulgence. Mason Street Grill never disappoints.




We had some time to kill after our meal, so we walked around the hotel.



It’s historic, a Milwaukee icon, and quite luxurious. 


Blu, the hotel’s bar, was recently named one of the best in the city. We were treated to views of the Milwaukee skyline while we sipped on a cocktail and made friends with the bartender.

The concert was scheduled to start at 8. We had seats on the floor.


Growing up, we took in quite a few Milwaukee Bucks games here. It often meant sitting way the hell up in the back, eating popcorn and shouting something ridiculous because I don’t follow basketball much. In high school, I had the opportunity to perform on the court, and I remember feeling like the seats were about to fold in on top of me.

That same feeling rushed over me as we took our seats. The way the sections and rows of seats encircled us had a dizzying effect, and I wondered how professional basketball players managed it.

Our remedy, naturally, was to order a cocktail. The lights would soon shut off anyway.

Here’s a fun fact: when Nick and I first started dating (14 years ago!) I hated country music.

And now, though my tastes align with newer music in the genre, I’ve built quite the list of country artists I’ve seen live. Funny how sometimes the things we protest turn into our obsession. 


Tonight, Eric Church was added to the experience. And I enjoyed every second of it. Energetic, talented, charismatic and my favorite quality of his – he just doesn’t give a sh!t. He does things his way, stands up for what he believes in, and in his early days, this created quite a stir amongst the major players. He was snubbed for awards quite a few times, and his distaste over it was well-documented. In the end though, he persisted. Now he’s selling out stadiums and recording albums that could easily be the soundtrack of my life.




We danced off the calories we previously consumed, sang and cheered until we lost our voices, and all-around had a great time.


Next up: Chris Stapleton in October, to celebrate our 12th wedding anniversary!