Yesterday I embarked on a journey to a foreign land…
oh how I’ve missed the land of Georgia. Snapbacks, tattoos, and HEAT! It’s so freaking hot!
But Savannah is supposed to be the classier sister to the other Georgia cities: beaches, Paula Deen, other Southerners– that’s how classy they are in Savannah. Savants (people from Savannah) are not country, they’re Southern. There’s a difference.
Hopefully over this Memorial Day weekend, I’ll be able to TURN UP, TURN DOWN, and get my GRUB ON in Savannah!
*cues theme music*
Brief Rant about Traveling:
I’m on my way to the airport and I can’t help but giggle at the people on their way to work. I feel like I’ve got the biggest inside joke and I’m the only one who’s in on it. I can’t help but to walk a little taller with my 2 bags for a 4 day weekend, like Look at me! I’m an overpacker on the way to the airport, not another commuter drone!!
Upon arrival at the airport, I obediently print my boarding pass and proceed to the security line. I’m your classic overthinker and super early bird (only when it comes to the airport) because TSA has me so p-noid. When I get to the gate, after 15 minutes, it’s now exacftly 55 minutes before boarding is to begin. My boyfriend says I have a touch of OCD. I’m coming to grips with that.
As I settle into my seat, I realize it’s time for my travel ritual: gotta call my mommy! But of course, she doesn’t answer, so I’m now left to my own devices. I become overly anxious about not missing a single moment of my first vacation since December 2012. I dig deep into the larger of my 2 bags, pull out my fancy camera and begin awkwardly taking pictures of…well…nothing.
You see what I mean? I console myself though, thinking, well I’m new at this photography thing. I’m more used to being the silly one in the shot, not the one taking the cool shots of the angles of buildings or sweet sunrises. But I’m practicing! If you have any helpful tips, please let me know!
I realize that my first practice photography session is a true bust as soon as I get the bright idea to start taking pictures of kids! Everyone likes pictures of kids, I thought. When I pondered how weird I sounded, I finally put my expensive ass camera away. Here we go again, left to my own devices.
With another 48 minutes left at the gate, I put in my headphones and listen to the iPod I bought myself for Christmas but maybe listened to all of 10 times (I bought it to motivate me to go to the gym. Instead, I sit at my computer for hours on end and listen to Spotify.)
Adele is playing in my ears. The 21 album. I get all mellow and wistful, like at the beginning of any journey. Adele is the perfect travel music. I love her and I’m so ready for this vacation.
I’m excited to see Savannah for the first time. I’m a beach girl, so I’m automatically into ANY city that has at least one body of water. Maybe I’ll go see the Geechees on one of the islands! That would be so dope!!
I need to get out of my comfort zone. Like Brandon says, I’ve got a touch of OCD, so if I don’t have the proper itinerary, I freak out. But I don’t want to do that this trip. I’m going to be spontaneous and adventurous! Just hope it works out.