Savannah, Georgia, Day one

Topdeck tour day four.

Bags to van 7.30am. Another 7 hour drive to Savannah, Gerogia. I think I slept the entire way. I’m getting pretty good at that.

In Savannah, we were staying at La Quinta. Little did we know there were a fair few of them there. We went to two before we found the right one, third time lucky. Not gonna lie, bloody average hotel in a shitty location.

We were late after driving around searching for our hotel for an hour so when we had to get changed and straight back to the van to drive to the historical district for our ‘bike’ tour.

While the vehicle is powered by pedalling it’s not exactly a bike tour. 13 of us sat around (in the still freezing cold) and bikes through the streets learning about the district. It was interesting but I was so cold I couldn’t wait for it to be over.

Diner was at the Moon River, one of the most haunted places in Savannah. Did I mention Savannah is the most haunted town in the states? Yes indeedy!

I had a lovely rare steak, no ghosts though.

Straight to the bars we went to the Tree House – awesome little bar with holy-shit-they’re-so-damn-sexy bartenders. I spent most of my night trying not to state at one in a grey top. God damn he was gorgeous. He was massive. Every time e out the bottles up above his head to pour a drink and his muscles rippled under his shirt all the females in the group nearly passed out. His boobs were probably bigger than mine, I was in love. Lust? Same, same haha.

The band stopped and a DJ jumped up and we danced for ages. Lissy, from QLD had me in tears laughing at her fantastically erratic dancing. Awesome.

Wet Willy’s is a slushy bar. Oh! Forgot to mention, you can walk around town with open beverages here – makes life so much easier! Anyway Wet Willy’s has a variety of alcoholic slushies. Very strong ones it would seem as the group slurred the rest of the evening and it started to get messy.

The Bohemian Hotel was next on Bay Road. Love, love, love this place!!!

You walk in and immediately notice the unusual and gorgeous decor. Upstairs on the Rock Roof Bar the theme continues.

I walked in and an older gentleman approached me and bowed I held out my hand, which he kissed then started waltzing and spinning me around the floor. If there’s one thing I love it is dancing. We span around for a while till (he probably was about to have a heart attack) he kissed my hand and we parted.

Awesome atmosphere with a jazz/ alternative live band. They were great and had a few people up dancing.

I met a guy at the bar who had just moved over and started his own law firm. He was really interesting to speak to and I filled him in on the group dynamics – by then we had two additional males following their leading ladies. Watching people is one of my favourite pastimes. And I was sober – this can mean it’s either boring and annoying or highly interesting and amusing. It was a night of the latter and I had a great sober party of my own!

Somehow we managed to find our way to a bar with a mechanical bull. Hilarity ensued with everyone getting thrown off. It was a real country bar. I’ve never been to a full blown country bar before and it was so much fun! The band was great, the singer was gorgeous, everyone country dancing and wearing cowboy hats. Mmm men in plaid shirts with cowboy hats an boots, sold!

The cab ride home was hilarious. Far too many of us for the van and everyone was smashed. Daniel thought we were in Sydney and was giving local directions to what I can only presume was his house after announcing if we stopped at Cold Rock (Aussie ice cream parlour) he’d buy us all something. He then couldn’t work out why he couldn’t get Internet on his phone (global roaming) and freaked out that our tour guide was next to him – ‘who’s driving the van?!’ Not realising it was of course, the cabbie.

Evan couldn’t work out where his cowboy hat had gone and upon realising he gave it back to its owner collapse into a sad heap and sulked back to the hotel. Someone needs to buy him a cowboy hat for Christmas.

Lizzy thought I was Lissy and hadn’t realised it was me sitting next to her for about 10 mins. Sean was trying to direct the driver back into town to a club and Christina was asleep – good times!

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Charlotte, North Carolina

Topdeck tour day three.

Bags to van 7.30am. I hate those words. Getting up ‘early’ is a skill I’ve never acquired. I’ll add here that I was still getting used to the 3hours time difference and that for me it felt like 4.30am in my defence.

We drove for too long – we arrived at 4pm. Another lovely hotel however in the middle of nowhere.

Lucky for me there was a mall across the road and I walked out with a bright orange Michael Kors over the shoulder bag. Love it!

Shopped for a while with Abbey & Mae, dropped bags back at hotel and met in the lobby for dinner.

We drove over to the Penguin Diner, little did we know what we were on for! – good old southern hospitality!

The owner, Lisa took us on a fantastic tour of the area, I loved it. Could easily live there. We went to four bars and she even bought us a PBR (which I swear tasted the same as our NZ beer, Tui) each to try.

After that great tour we sat down for our delicious burgers, fries, macaroni cheese bites and fried pickles. Amazing.

After dinner we went and met Lisa at another bar, La Bon, where she got us a round of delicious shots (sweetest lady ever) and we had a few more cocktails.

I had a paradise and it rated just how it sounded. Mmmm lychees and who knows what else, it was damn good!

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Washington Day Two

Day two on Topdeck Tour.

We woke up and headed into the museum area. Incredibly all the museums are free. Can’t remember the guy’s name but he insured that they would be free forever to spread knowledge throughout. What an awesome legacy.

I started at the Museum of Natural History. Reason being it was still so bloody cold and it was the closest one!

Basically it goes through the evolution of the earth and mankind. My fave areas were the dinosaurs – no matter how old I am I still love em’! Then the gems and crystals area and the bugs! I even had the opportunity to hold a giant butterfly and a massive.. Well it was a cockroach but it was a special one, I swear.

Outside a protest was occurring, hundreds if not thousands of people gathered on the snow protesting what I assumed by abortion. I was actually shocked at the amount of children there carrying signs. I didn’t feel like it was appropriate for them to participate?

The museum I most wanted to visit was next – the Air and Space Museum. Very cool.

Loved the space section – you can see all different parts of the rocket ship, watch take off, see what they ate, go in their quarters, I found it fascinating.

Air section was also great, aeroplanes from waaay back, from the war etc. planes are everywhere, suspended from the roof, on the floor for you to tour, there’s so much to learn. For instance, I learnt I couldn’t be a 1960’s air hostess – I’m too old.

You can easily spend a lot of time in these museums, I would have gone to all of them given the time.

Did a drive by to see the president, checked out the White House then back to the hotel and to P street (yep they use letters of the alphabet as street names) for a salad & soy chai latte at Whole Foods.

Dinner was in Georgetown at Bandolero’s. I wanted the ceviche but they’d run out so I ended up with tuna ahi tacos and shared taco’s & guacamole. Mmmm guacamole.

We went out however it was a weeknight & there was nobody around. Checked out Madam Organs – cool music and bar but the staff were grumpy so we left for Shenanigans – an empty Irish bar. The 13 of us livened it up. One with an admittance of a rope fetish – she loves to be tied up. Nobody else was willing to share their fantasies so early in the trip so it ended up pretty funny and has been an ongoing joke ever since!

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