So last weekend myself and my roommate went to Savannah Georgia. This was only the 2nd time I've ever been and Paula Deen was long overdue. We have a couple of friends that live in or around Savannah so it was only natural that a visit was in order.
We started out leaving at 1:30AM Friday. I didn't get off work until around 11:30PM and we decided to head out that night so we would be there well into the morning to optimize riding time. Before we left Gainesville though, rent had to be paid and food had to be eaten, cause I was hungry. So we did that. Here is us paying rent to an unmarked building off Main St.
I took an hour nap at the Georgia Welcome Center once we crossed the state line. When we got to Savannah it was anywhere between 6:30AM and 7:30AM. Unknown to us at the time, there was a marathon about to begin. I believe it was the annual Savannah Rock 'n' Roll run where some friends said there was an extra 50,000 people in the city. Not the best time to be arriving half delusional, driving around just looking for a place to park and get our bearings straight. We eventually made our way to a gas station and gave our buddy Mike a call.
Luckily he was only about 20 minutes away and the sun was coming up. His mom made us bacon, egg, and cheese sandwiches that were the among the greatest things I've ever eaten. Not even kidding, these were about as good as it gets. Combined with fresh coffee, orange juice, and almond milk I could probably eat them for the rest of my life and never get sick of it. No joke.
