take me to the river

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These steps drop down one hundred fifty feet from Bay Street to River Street in Savannah. Going down them is easy enough…going back up? Well, not so much. They’re steep, and uneven as all get out. (Especially after enjoying daytime drinking with Savannah’s open container law.)
There are warning signs posted at the bottom of the stairs.
Note the amusing graffiti.
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Standing along the river are some seriously beautiful buildings. Once factories, mills, or warehouses, they now hold bars, and shops, and restaurants.
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One of the buildings was the most interesting minty green color. The ferns were growing right out of the bricks. Years of plant life eating away at the mortar in between the bricks.
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Back up the stairs at 100 East Bay Street proudly stands the Old Savannah Cotton Exchange building. Of course it’s nothing cool, and you can’t go in…but the cotton geek in me was having a little squee when I saw it!
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Further up East Bay Street, the glistening gold dome of Savannah’s City Hall is truly a sight to behold. I wonder how often they have to touch up the gold leaf up there?
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You know, I’m ready to go back to Savannah already again. The city is calling to me…
The squares.
The live oaks.
The Spanish moss.
The gorgeous Autumn weather.
The beautiful buildings and houses.
The open container law…

When I began writing, I heard this song in my brain.
Take me to the river. (But don’t drop me in that water…the Savannah River was kinda grody looking.)
Please listen responsibly.

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2 thoughts on “take me to the river

  1. Looks like the kind of edge of England town that’s supposed to be just down the next stretch of road, but never is. ❤ ❤ ❤ #letmetakeyou

  2. Very old looking with an edgy feel to this building! 🙂

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