Taking in Our Surroundings
September 14th, 2009
We’ve arrived in sultry Savannah, Georgia — picked as a vacation spot largely on the basis of the book Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil. It’s one of Josh’s favorites and I’m about half-way through. It’s fabulous.
As we’re getting settled, our big question is this: Did we inadvertently book a hotel in the Savannah ghetto?
The hotel itself is lovely. Big skylights over the atrium, nice spacious suite with a living room, TV, and fridge. But as we drove around last night in search of some late night snacks, we began to wonder a bit about our surroundings. Suspicious indicators included:
- The big sign in the parking lot of the hotel, advising us not to leave any valuables in the vehicle.
- The fact that we saw two patrol cops within about five minutes.
- The presence of a huge pawn shop on a nearby corner.
- The wall of bullet-proof glass separating us from the cashiers at the gas station.
That last one was probably the most compelling. I’d never seen anything like it. But the night was quiet — absent any sirens, gunshots, or other disturbances and the other inhabitants of the hotel that we met over breakfast were friendly, middle-aged tourists. So who knows.
We’re off to Tybee Island today. Itinerary includes a dolphin-watching cruise. Fingers crossed!