Savannah, GA

When we pulled anchor at Daufuskie around three in the afternoon, we had the choice of heading up the next river to Savannah or following the ICW. The current and distance to Savannah made the decision. The tide was with us and we had plenty of time to get tied up at the free city dock center stage Savannah. Center stage is what it felt like with huge crowds of Sunday afternoon tourists watching our scruffy selves fling fenders and lines to squeeze into the last few feet of empty free dock. We were so busy answering questions and even giving a boat tour that we almost forgot WE are also tourists. We shaped up and departed for a quick tour of the squares of Savannah. It might be even more beautiful after dark with the lighted fountains and streets that reminded me of Brooklyn, except for the live oaks and Spanish moss and a million other things. We headed out early the next morning for a daylight town tour. The other cruisers warned of a cruise ship that needed the dock later in the day, so we left a note on the boat to call us if we needed to vacate in a hurry. We later got word that the ship wasn't due until six, so we had time for the visitor center movie and museum and the artist market. Savannah is a major port and we popped our heads out the hatch a few times during the night to see what was passing by. The large yacht on the top of one cargo ship was the most interesting sight.