Alabama to Florida to Georgia On My Mind!

Where did I leave off …. I think it was when we crossed over from Mississippi into Alabama.  That’s where the nice 4 lane highway turned into a 2 lane highway.  Anyway, we zigged and zagged and ran into a lot of traffic as we got closer to Foley, Alabama.   The roads were packed with all the locals.  It was Strawberry Festival time!  Eventually we made it on to the Foley’s Elk Lodge but it was pretty slow going for a while. 

 

Once we were set up we went back to find the Coleman Outlet we had visited several years ago.  We remembered the bargains.  Terry found a bargain right to begin with.    Normally the inflatable PFDs are a little spendy but that wasn’t the case at this Coleman store.  Matter of fact, Terry had to have it (of course, he did).

We didn’t get a chance to do a lot in Foley.  The rain and the thunderstorms were all around.  However, we did take a drive to Gulf Shores.  When the sun is shining and the sky is blue, that place is beautiful.  I can’t say the same about it when we stopped this time.   This picture makes the sky look blue.  It wasn’t.  It was a very ugly gray.   It was raining and it was raining huge buckets of water but a few people were still on the beach.

That night the weather really got nasty.  The thunderstorms rolled in and hung around most of the night.  There was over 7 inches of rain in one 24 hour period and that was a record even for Foley.  Sometimes it’s not fun to be in a place when new records are being set.  Those inches of rain created many new rivers around town  Needless to say, we didn’t do too much other than stay inside and listen to the rain on the roof.

We figured it was time to get “outta Dodge” so we started getting serious about following the weather forecast.  We figured if the report was right on for a change that we could leave early Monday morning and be ahead of the storm all the way to Tallahassee.  So, we ran from the storms and we beat them!!   The drive was nice and we saw no rain and heard no thunder.  We didn’t stop in Tallahassee but continued on to Thomasville, GA.  There was a perfect spot hugging the curb at the Wal-Mart there.   We claimed it.

The next morning the blue skies and fluffy white clouds returned.  We pulled out of our overnight parking spot and headed towards Savannah.  It was another beautiful drive.  The Savannah Elks only has two sites with hookups and we got one of them.  It was another stroke of good luck.  The price is right and so was the location.  One thing about the east coast and RV parks we have discovered is that they are very expensive. 

One of the first things we did after we were set up in our new site was to head to the center of Savannah and the Visitor’s Center.  We were off to pick up some tour information.  Then, we were on a mission to find Paula Deen’s restaurant.  It was just under a mile from where we parked so we figured it was a great time to visit since we already had a parking spot . On top of that  it was eating time.  We were given a little table for two by the window.  We thought it was a perfect touch.

Paula is known for succulent southern food smothered in butter.  She didn’t let us down.  It was delicious southern food but I was only allowed to have a couple bites of each and everything on the buffet.  If I ate everything I wanted and more, I’d have to struggle to get it off again. So, considering where we were and what I ate, I did good.

We figured there was a lot to see in Savannah and it would take more time than we had then.  Thus, our sightseeing adventure would be put off until the next day.  By the time we got back to the RV my bag was full of  information and tours.  We had lots of reading to do.  

I also needed to swap my cameras out.  I seemed to be having lots of trouble with my older fit-in-my-purse camera.  I really don’t want to buy another one but ……………. what I must do, I must do.  Pictures are definitely one of my priorities.

We did catch a glimpse of Marilyn in the Old Market as we walked back to our car.  We hoped it would be just a tad warmer the next day.  Our fingers were crossed.

‘Tis life on the road.