Savannah, Georgia (April 5-6)

Sunday, April 5 – Breakfast at 9am. Before I left Hannah made toast and bacon while I made some more kick ass eggs. I was soon on the road again.

I pulled into Savannah in scattered thunderstorms. Trevor works till 4 so I stopped at the travel info center (not impressed) and then drove a little bit aimlessly around downtown. Finding a city park, I pulled in. Dazey walked, a peanut butter sandwich in me and my legs stretched out. I lay down and read some Lord of the Flies as the rain comes in.

Trevor calls, waking me from my dozing and I drive to Bay St. to meet him downtown. They have those little roundabouts with micro parks inside all over the city. I pulled up around one and my back tire bumped a curb. Pop! Metal was suddenly scrapping the ground as I pulled over.

Of course, the lug nuts were rusted on and the spare was crap. The pounding rain just added to the frustration. It took AAA only 20 minutes to get a truck there and he towed it to a Wal-Mart Tire Center. Trevor came and picked me up from the Walmart and we headed out to a sports bar for a sweet tea and some wings. We stopped and got a movie from Blockbuster and called it a night.

Monday, April 6 – I have never had any problems with allergies before, but there was definitely something in the air here in the southeast. I woke up on the couch not feeling good at all. My nose was stuffed up, eyes red, and a pounding headache. Not a good way to start the day.

We went back to Wal-Mart and picked up my van. ($71) Then the day was on! We headed over to Skidaway Island State Park to do some hiking. Skidaway is a palm and Spanish moss forest on a historic island. We walked along a tidal creek, Dazey discovered crabs, and Trevor and I did some stick fighting.

Tired and hunger from our adventures in the jungle, we headed back to Trevor's for some lunch of Mac and Cheese with tuna and some relaxation. I had an amazing shower and got laundry and some other essentials done. We stopped out to T Island and checked out the beach. It wasn't bad, but too crowded for me. A few blocks away, we helped his friend Van move. Van is one of the craziest guys I've ever met. Nice black guy with a Serbian girlfriend, Olga. In her attitude and figure, she looked a lot like a Macedonian friend of mine from home, Lolita.

On the way back to Trevor's house, we stopped at his buddy's house so he could practice with his band. He plays out in a southern rock band, and they do some pretty good stuff. I wasn't expecting too much at first as I was told they weren't good, but they really proved the nea-sayer wrong. I was impressed.

Back at Trevors for the night, we drank some Yingling and played darts. Trevor couldn't handle the fact that I was a lot better at Cricket than him, so we switched to a movie. "Yes Man," with Jim Carey reminded me how I was to try to live my life, with the exception of a couple of really juvenile but still funny scenes.  Jim Carey will always be funny.

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