I recently received an email from a person that I had been friends with years ago. She said that she was coming into the Savannah area and, knowing that I lived here, wondered if I had any suggestions on things to do/see/eat. After typing a response for over half an hour, I realized something. I sound worse THAN A GUIDEBOOK. I felt like I should have started off the email with, Hello, my name is Lyndi and I'll be your tour guide today. I really was that cheesy. I'm pretty sure not everyone wants to hear about how this theatre was built in 1921 or that that square is haunted by this specific person. Or that the city is built on a grid system and was spared during the civil war in Sherman's "March to the Sea."
And as though any of those pieces of trivia couldn't get any worse, I started talking about food. Food. Very near and dear to my heart. I could literally go on for hours. Yes, hours. I've eaten my way through this city more than once and can tell you where to get the best of any cuisine. You want Italian? Greek? South African? American? Seafood, burgers, sausage, ice cream. I'm making myself hungry just thinking of it. From little known places to the Best of Savannah's fine dining, I've eaten there.
So if you ever want to know anything about this city, just ask. But be prepared to spend a few hours and expect to learn not just anything about the city, but everything about it. There will be outbursts of exclamations and at least a dozen different hand gestures. Surely you can't describe this city with words alone. Flailing arms are a must.
Maybe I should enroll in Tour Guides Anonymous.
