We went to Savannah, Georgia for Valentine’s Day. And what would be Valentine’s Day if we didn’t spend it in the most romantic place in the United States? You might be thinking: Savannah? Romantic? How? Let us show you. Exhibit A:
Rocking Chairs
When we stepped out of Savannah airport, we were greeted with rocking chairs. Not bus stop benches, not a cement block vaguely resembling a bench, not a cold steel bench. Rocking chairs. My, it was pleasant waiting for the bus.
Waiting for the bus has never been so pleasant.Doilies, Sweet Tea and Comfort Food
It’s called comfort food for a reason: it’s comforting. And isn’t love to some degree, very comforting. Some people may say that love sometimes means embracing the unknown. But, the truth is, love is donning fat pants and shoving your face with butter, y’all, and still being adored by your significant other.
Mmmm… chicken pot pie with the best. crust. ever.Love Squared
Savannah has so many squares and parks. It seems as though they were at every corner. Tall old trees adorn the parks, with low-hanging branches. The squares just kind of silently call for hand-holding, as if we just magically walked into a bubble of romance. Wouldn’t you know it, we held hands.
We sat at Chippewa Square, where Forrest Gump was filmed. If that movie wasn’t lovely, I don’t know what is. It was about man who was stupid, but was the most unassumingly successful person ever, purely because he was surrounded in love.
Our view from the sidewalk of one of the many parks.Forsyth Park
We had the most romantic stroll in Forsyth Park as the sun set. It’s a large green park that was full of people enjoying the Saturday afternoon. There was even a wedding.
That sun. That fountain. That park. That’s Forsyth.Pecan, The Romance Nut
You don’t know romance until you’ve had the almighty pecan. By golly, it’s everywhere.
It’s a pecan candy, y’all.Squirrels Need Love, Too
Then there was this guy. We sat in a park eating some nuts (they were mostly pecans, y’all) and a little nut-loving squirrel spied on us from a nearby tree. Well, I just love little animals (especially the plague-carrying kind) and tossed a few pecans to him. Wouldn’t you know it, in no time, he was sitting on the bench with us.
Look how cute. That crazy little nut.Public Intoxication is So Romantic
Nothing says romance like being able to drink your booze in public. While we walked around the older area of Savannah, I sipped on a Fat Tire (Fat Tire is the worst thing to happen to beer), saying things like: “babby, I luuuuuuuv youuuuuu.” Slurring your words is quintessential romance.
What is the most romantic city you’ve visited?
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