Chapter 122: Charleston or Savannah?
When they told the Palmer’s about their honeymoon plans, Breena smiled at Jimmy and said, “Charleston or Savannah?”
Tim looked at her, eyebrows scrunched together. “Both, that’s part of the point of this.”
Jimmy shook his head, and Breena said, “There are two kinds of people in this world, Charleston people and Savannah people. I was wondering which sort he thinks you two are.”
“Not sure. Probably Savannah, it’s more gothic, but Charleston’s got the whole pirate vibe thing going…”
It might be because Charleston is a port city, a very tropical looking port city, and Tim’s not especially tied to the water. (Though Savannah, like home, is a river city, so maybe the water thing isn’t it.)
Could be good memories left over from Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil, and while he wasn’t getting into Savannah enough to tell if it really is Gone With The Wind on mescalin, he does enjoy the feel of the place.
Something about the massive oaks draped in Spanish moss. In Charleston the beauty is architectural, or fleeting glimpses of green oases hidden behind masonry walls and wrought iron fences. Here it’s ancient and green and all over the place.
High buildings, cobblestone roads right next to the river, and tiny cafes with seating practically on the street appeal to him too. The four days they spent there were much too short, and getting back definitely went on the to-do list.
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Actually, it felt a lot more like Annapolis than DC.
Which means it clicked with Tim in a way that felt like home. He’s got pretty good memories of Annapolis.
The fact that they stayed in the Fan, a neighborhood of Victorian town houses peopled with college students and ultra-wealthy history buffs intensified the college vibe.
Granted, like with Charleston and Savannah, they saw more of the inside of their hotel room than anything of the city.
But that’s the point of honeymoon, right?