Before I finish recapping my short weekend trip, I wanted to let you guys know about something new I did. I made a facebook page for kjpugs (or “Kjpugs,” since the a-holes at facebook made me capitalize the k, which is not how I like it, cue “first world problems.”) I have always pretty much hidden my blog from facebook, because I’m honestly nervous about what people who really know me would say about me after seeing it. As a pro judger, I worry about being judged. Now, who knows how many people I know IRL are super stalkers (also like me) and have found it regardless. While the tiny insecure part of me thinks that all these people get together and make fun of me over wine and cheese, in actuality, it’s probably the 9,378th most interesting or important thing in their day and they don’t think much about it. I left my irrational fears behind because I got so much support to some posts I made on my personal facebook page. I’ll go into that stuff later this week, but getting more than ONE HUNDRED FIFTY likes supporting a status I put up, well it made me realize that I know a lot of cool, supportive people – and I shouldn’t hide anymore. I can get more out of the conversation than I get by hiding. Big thanks to rockstar IRL friend MK for texting with me to help me think about this objectively. So, to make a long story short (too late) you can now “like” kjpugs on facebook!
So, the rest of my quick 48 hours in South Carolina and Georgia! We left off with Harry the Pug. I promise there was more to my vacation than mylar and air. On Saturday, we had big huge plans… jet skiing.
After a near-traumatic moped (scooter) experience in Grand Cayman with my family, I promised myself that I would not be boarding any sort of personal motorized vehicle with family members again. Unfortunately I could not keep that promise because my mom and sister booked jet skiing without my advance approval.
There are no pictures of the experience, mostly because I’m cautious, and my sister’s track record with phones/cameras + water = 0 for 5 or so. We went out to a dock near a large inlet of water for this excursion. Of course, Rosh chose to not bring her driver’s license. So miss “I go diving with sharks and bungee jumping” had to be the “child passenger” on a two person jet ski. Based on my my track record for panicking in even remotely stressful situations, it was obvious that I couldn’t be the single driver. So my mom drove the one-person jet ski, and I drove the two-person jet ski with Rosh on board.
I started out at about 4 or 5 mph, and unsurprisingly panicked. I think Rosh was about to jump off and swim to my mom’s jet ski. Eventually I got up to a respectable 20-25 mph. Still, I remained convinced that one of us was going to die. Being rule-breakers, after about 10 minutes I let Rosh switch with me and drive, and she got it up past 30 mph. I started to feel more comfortable. I tried again and started really getting used to how it drove. I broke the 40 mph barrier and even got us a little airborne! I don’t know who was more surprised, me or Rosh.
The coolest part, though, was that we got to see dolphins. About twelve of them, including a baby! A few were less than five feet away. It was one of the most amazing things I’ve ever experienced. Next time I go jet skiing (I’m definitely taking B in the future!) I’m buying a waterproof disposable camera to bring along.
After jet skiing we did a little shopping, then came home to shower before going to dinner. Of course we had to go back to the beach to take a few pictures.
(Unfortunately, a bunch from this angle turned out vastly unflattering and made me look like I was second-trimester pregnant. I’m not pregnant. Not even a little bit. I’m just fat. So…. disregard.)
Me and Mommers
Beautiful Rosh and Mommers
The three of us… just wishing sister Min could have been there!
We got some Mexican for dinner and all went to bed early. Jet skiing does that to you.
The next morning, we drove the quick 40 minute (or so) drive south to Savannah, Georgia. Rosh and Mommers were staying overnight, but I had to head back in the afternoon. There was enough time for us to take a trolley tour and grab a bite to eat. Some of my favorite buildings from the tour:
A gorgeous building our tour guide talked about… it was built classically in the Savannah style but then they decided to use bathroom tile to finish it off. Major question mark.
We drove by one of Paula Deen’s restaurants… Rosh did not enjoy this, as she is terrified of Paula Deen. She says that Paula looks like Chuckie. I don’t disagree.
W. B. Hodgson Hall (I have completely forgotten the significance.)
St. John’s Church (Episcopal)
There were many surprising stories about some of the houses on the tour. For example, the above is the Kehoe House. It has a varied history, but interestingly it is only restored in part due to football legend Joe Namath purchasing it more than thirty years ago and beginning the restoration process before selling it in 1990. Now, you can book a room and stay the night there!
After the tour, we stopped in at Savannah’s only brew pub, Moon River Brewing. We had a light lunch, and Rosh and I both tried a beer. I wish I could have had more, but I was driving home after, so I just drank part of my pint. Here’s what I tried:
Boo Hag? Yea the name caught me. It’s more of a black IPA than “black ale” which I was glad the server told me. The description also had me singing the theme song to Gullah Gullah Island. Anybody else watch that gem growing up? Just put yah foot in yah hand!
I think Rosh and I were all photo-ed out by this point. We walked a little more before I left, but then it was a few hours on the road until I got back to Orlando. It was so great to spend a little time with Rosh and Mommers without having to board a plane!
I can’t wait to (hopefully) take a trip to Savannah sometime with B. I have my eye on the haunted pub tour… beer and ghosts, what more could we want? What else would you suggest to do in Savannah?