Thursday, June 11, 2009
Refuge of the Road
Besides the opportunity to reference one of my favorite Joni Mitchell songs ever, I thought it was pertinent because both Justin and I are hitting the highways this weekend - Justin off to Chicago (to ostensibly work for a client, but mostly to try out Boystown - beware the Pride Rockets lining Halsted, Justin!! Stop by Elaine Place, my old stomping ground street!! Track down Borderline Music on North Broadway and buy a Cyndi Lauper remix cd!) and I'm hitting the shores of Hilton Head, South Carolina to spend a week with my family - and get my sister married off to her terrific husband-to-be. It should be a great week down there - but my particular interest is in a little city about 45 minutes away: SAVANNAH, GA!!!!
I have a small fetish for Georgia, I really do. I love peaches (and Peaches, for that matter!) and the old-world propriety of the South. Good manner are appreciated, and a decided lack of decorum is celebrated. They serve waffles as a side-dish with nearly everything!! My kind of region.
So in order to prepare, I re-read sections of the classic "Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil" (which I picked up from the top of a toilet in a sorority house in 1998), and searched the "36 Hours in ..." section of the New York Times, which yielded some great results. However, I'm desperate for some inside juice on Savannah and its seedier sections. I'm going to try and shake the family shackles off for at least a little while and pretend I'm a closeted walker, just dropping off my wealthy lady friend at her home, and taking a short cut through a park ...
Any insider tips and referrals, dear readers???