Month: January 2020
We moved into our sweet little shotgun cottage not far from the Mississippi and Audobon Park and Magazine St.
Right away we visited the Tree of Life–the live oak planted in 1740 and now covered in Spanish moss and resurrection ferns. We found it bike riding around last year in Audobon Park.
We’ve had an oyster po’ boy, a cup of gumbo, a root beer snowball from Sno-LA.
I’m going backwards–before we headed west to Alabama, we stopped outside of Savannah, Georgia, at Tybee Island. It looked like an appealing off-season spot to get an inexpensive room with an ocean view to watch a couple of rainy days go by.
It was. Under cloudy skies, we watched the MLK parade.
Tybee has an endearing and proud shabbiness, though there are many neat little cottages and modestly sized hotels and apartments.
We had a full moon while we were there, and the clouds parted long enough for us to see it and have our moon kiss. (Sorry, it’s the sappy thing we do.)
I ate crab legs at the Stingray with lessons from the waitress who really put some body English into the instructions. It was inspirational, and I cleaned the hell out of the shells. Crack, wiggle, pick.
They are replenishing their beach with dredging. Opinions on beach dredging?
The gulls liked it, flocking all around the fountain of sandy water being dredged from the distant sea.
Here is one of the life-size sculptures by Dana King of three women, a tribute to those who sustained the momentous Montgomery bus boycott.
We stopped in Montgomery specifically to see the memorial. We found a small, Southern city with a fabulous civil rights history proudly on display but also chilling–for instance, a historical marker for the place where slaves were warehoused, literally, between slave auctions.
Here’s a link to the National Memorial for Peace and Justice website.
Yes, it is worth a trip to Montgomery. Bonus for a visit: fried catfish with cheese grits at Central Restaurant downtown. Steve’s bonus: the local AA baseball team is called the Biscuits, and he got a hat.
The long way to New Orleans from New York. First night, Chincoteague Island in Virginia, just over five hours from New York.
Refuge Inn, great place to stay, right by causeway to the island. Bill’s Prime on Main Street, great place to eat.