We enjoyed riding the trolley seeing Savannah's historic district and learning about Mr. Lincoln's 1864 Christmas present. We returned to many sites we saw on the tour, lingering at a leisurely pace. We lunched at the Six Pence Pub, where Hollywood filmed Something to Talk About with Julia Roberts and Dennis Quaid. Mom ate Shepard's pie. We planned with the concergie, Calvin (who could be The Lady Chablis slightly chubby sibling), to attend "Cousin Billy's" matinee performance of Southern Nights at the Savannah Theatre on Chippewa Square. Walking around the square, we saw Juliette Gordon Low's home (yes, many Girl Scouts were there), Mom made a friend on a bench, and I saw where Zemeckis placed Forrest Gump's bench and filmed the floating feather.
Southern Nights delighted us, immensely! It was a great performance of American music through the generations and genres with a few audience sing-alongs, and Maynard's, "Hey, now!" stole the show. I met Billy's cousin, Matthew, and we enjoyed talking about the Capers clan. Mr. Capers has never given me bad advice, but going to see Cousin Matthew has to be his best advice to me!
We leisurely strolled back to the hotel in a light rainstorm and headed out to spend time with Robert Louis Stevenson's ghost at The Pirate's House. I ate the best linguini I have ever had in my life, and enjoyed touring around the oldest part of the city. We learned that Stevenson stayed at The Pirate's House while writing Treasure Island. Some of the more interesting tales were that men would come in to have a drink, the pirates would get them drunk to where they passed out, and then the pirates carried them through the secret tunnel to the ships at port. When the unsuspecting locals awoke, they were already well at sea. One such "victim" was Savannah's chief of police. It took him two years to get back, but he was quoted as having the time of his life.
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