Wednesday, March 5, 2014

People I Met in Savannah

I have never been on such a sociable trip in all my life. And even the annoying-sounding people were highly entertaining. We always seemed to cut them loose just as they were crossing the line to annoying.

SATURDAY
6pm. Chad and Carl - There were tons of people walking around in these green tshirts and St. Patrick's Day regalia, and we didn't know why. Then we met two army guys who had been on a pub crawl that started at noon. They were probably 22 and thought we were incredible. They invited us over for a "jam session," but we said we didn't have time. Chad, who had to look up about six inches to see them, was really into my beautiful eyes. "We seem to be very popular here with guys in green shirts." - Ginny

11pm. Two sisters and their husbands. There was a band playing in a street that was only open to pedestrians, and--did I mention you can take your alcohol to go in this city?--we decided to sit on a bench and drink beer and watch people walk/dance by. A lot of other stuff happened, but the sister whose 30th birthday they were celebrating decided to twerk in my lap. Her husband tried to follow but was dragged away.

SUNDAY
We spent most of Sunday on a tour and shopping, but then we decided to stop by a bar to get a beer to drink in a nearby park.
5pm. Randy - he was a loud little fella and recommended some horrible sounding strip of bars in Orlando near Universal Studios from which he had recently been thrown out for taking off his shirt. "Why didn't you take me there?" - me, to Ginny.

Spotted at same place: an older lady ordering a megarita, a margarita the size of a fish bowl.

7pm. That lady and her husband (Alice and Kenny), in our hotel lobby drinking free wine and eating free cheese. We were trying to take our glasses up to our room, but they insisted that we sit down with them. They were about 60 and had been married for 27 years, not including the four-year period in which they were divorced. They met at a bar and their friends went home with each other. G: "So they had sex and you got married?" Alice: "Oh, I f***ed him that night." Kenny, amazed: "You don't know how rare that was back then." They were the loudest people I've ever met, and although I laughed non-stop for our hour together, we made the right call when we went our separate ways after declining Alice's offer to go smoke some weed in the parking lot while Kenny was on lookout.

Spotted at 10pm at a bar projecting the Oscars onto a courtyard wall: Alice and Kenny, from whom we hid, and this handsome guy seemingly declining the advances of two attractive women--one VERY aggressive and one a little softer.

Midnight-ish. That guy, Matt, in our hotel lobby, all three of us disappointed that the bar had closed. We headed out together to find a new bar and became fast friends. Some better friends than others.

12:30-ish. David, a cute British guy traveling up the eastern US. He quickly became one of our little group of friends. Some better friends than others.

MONDAY
Shockingly, not one member of Band of Horses.

2 comments:

Boxcar said...

Hilarious. I hope that either Matt or David became a better friend to you and not both to your traveling companion. Also? Beer? Who are you?

BEM1212 said...

Wow, this is fantastic. I feel you are on the verge of a travelogue/list career? Where's your next trip!?