(I have been doing this in parts, so that it wouldn't be terribly long.. now, it's just annoying. The first part is here and the second part is here. This is the last part, so the agony will be over before long!)
We walked soooo much in Savannah, but it was a really good day.
Slang, who lives in the area, and I had been emailing before our trip. We were hoping to get together, but my parents and I left a day earlier than planned and the meet-up didn't happen. I was upset because it would have been fun to meet up with another blogger-friend.
He had given me a little background on the yarn stores around there. My parents and I ventured into each of them, but I didn't find anything that I could not live without.
After putzing around the city all day, we went back to the hotel and just relaxed our aching feet.
We then went to the mall, in search of my father's favorite store: the Bass Pro Shop.
My mom and I found A.C. Moore in the mall, which was really cool. I had never been in one before, but fell in love. It's what would happen if Michael's and Hobby Lobby were to have a lovechild and kept it well stocked. They had all kinds of good things. We need one near me. Seriously.
On the way back to the hotel, we decided to go ahead and go to Charleston the next day instead of staying around an extra day.
We arrived in Charleston and immediately headed to the Battery, which is a historic area that played into the War of Northern Aggression.
We drove around and looked at the beautiful houses, as well as shopped in a little area full of local artisans.
The highlight of my Charleston trip was a visit to Knit, which is a wonderful yarn store in the historic district. They had half of an old (very pink) house just packed with all kinds of fun fibers. I looked around a lot, but only took away a couple of skeins of Lorna's Laces. I thought that I had taken a picture of the really cute pink house, but realized later that I never did. Oh well. It's a totally cool store!
We headed to my uncle's house after the yarn store. My uncle was not home, so we gave the gun to my aunt. My uncle had a bad drug problem and some other problems in the past, so I honestly was not sure what to expect. I think I was expecting some leather clad hot mama, but she is really down to Earth and really cool.
She had been making bourbon balls before we got there. She offered some to us. My father and I took one and gobbled it down. Oh my gosh. I think she forgot the ball part and just had put in the bourbon!
They were incredibly strong! I was almost embarrassed to be eating one in front of my parents! I really think I caught a buzz off of it!
After we left their house, we drove straight home.
For 8 hours. In the car. In the dark. With no radio.
It was not fun.
We got home around 2 in the morning, so everybody passed out as soon as we walked through the door.
I really did enjoy that trip a lot!
(Thanks for sticking with me through all the posts about the trip!)
I am in the process of trying to figure out where I want to live after I graduate in a year, so this was Savannah's first test. She passed with flying colors.
I could totally see myself living there.
Stay tuned...