Savannah part 2

As I mentioned in my last post, my friends and I went on a road trip that ended up in Georgia.  Wednesday of last week we went to Tybee Island.  Walked along the beach, picked up a shell, bought souvenirs and had lunch.  It was the perfect time to go, still very warm, but deserted.  On the way out of town, Chelsie was driving and slowing down for a red light and started yelling, OMG that guy's not stopping!  The car in front of us ran the red light just as a guy on a Harley was coming through the intersection.  The Harley hit the Nissan.  We used to call it t-boning.  The driver flipped off the bike and landed in the road right in front of us.  Chelsie got the car pulled to the side so we could call 911.  I ran out and got traffic stopped, then another gal and I ran up to the guy.  It was such a relief to realize that he had his helmet on and was conscious.  We talked to him and I held his hand until the crew got there.  I was asking him his name, trying to keep him talking and awake, while the other girl was helping find his phone to call his wife, who was in Alabama.  His name was Patrick and I'm guessing he was in his late 50's or maybe 60.  He was a sweet looking man, silver hair and goatee, and was holding my hand for all he was worth.  He asked me my name, and I said Susan.  He said, "Susan, I will never forget you".  I had to let the rescue squad take over, but we all hung around, giving our names and address to the island police and watching what was going to happen with the guy that ran the light.  Nissan guy was eventually taken away in the police car.  Here is his car...hard to see, but there are beer bottles on top.

We were so concerned about Patrick.  We tried to get his info from the police dept. later, but they had just changed shifts and no one was there that knew anything.  I pray that everything worked out for him. I felt like I was right where God wanted me to be at that moment. 

Talking about being in the right place at the right time...something else happened that could have been really bad, but once again there I was.  My sweet young friend, Chels, was in the bathroom in our hotel room doing her make up.  Get this...she sits in the sink.  So here she is perched in the sink and yelled for me to come in there and she would flat iron my hair while the iron was still hot.  Well, I walked in the bathroom right as she was trying to get out of the sink.  She got her foot caught in the faucet and accidentally fell out of the sink.  Fortunately me and size 40D bosom was right there to catch her.  If I hadn't been right there, been the strong, real size woman that I am, being able to physically catch her, she would have landed on the tub and surely split her head wide open.  Did I mention that she's in her first trimester and does not need to be flailing about in a hotel bathroom?  Right place, right time.

We did do a bit of sight seeing...

Started to do the river cruise, but my heart just wasn't in it.  I did take a few pictures of trees...

and a picture, here and there of a house...

and we did take a few pics while we were at the beach...

Tried a panorama...

Click on it for the real view...

Got a good picture of some monarch butterflies...

Everyone said, "go to Wet Willy's".  Well, I don't drink a bunch.  Only a cocktail here and there with a neighbor during the summer, but I did take a pic of the outside...

All in all, we had a good time.  Being with friends, away from...well, just away for a few days was very nice.  Perhaps, I'm just a cynic, but it seems to me as I get older, that one place is just like another.  I did think this tree in downtown Savannah was neat, with it's long, long limbs...

We don't have that here...

Well, that's it for me today.  I'm sure soon enough I will have new pictures.  My sisters and friends have just about convinced me that I need a rescue dog.  They have promised to help me with learning how to be a parent of a fur-baby.  Maybe I am a bit lonesome.  If I get an older dog, that puppy stage will be over. I hope he or she will be loyal and protective and will love me no matter what...just like my friends, only I won't let them sit on my lap.

Until then, take comfort in the fact that life goes on, hearts heal, frustrations diminish and we grow stronger.  I know I do, I know I will.  I have the best sisters in the world and wish everyone did.

Take care friends and continue to live life, learning while you go.  Life is too short to hold a grudge, so wipe the slates clean and move forward.