::View from my hotel balcony
:: A Live Oak Tree. These are the mossy ones
::And here is the moss
::The court house
:: More Savannah architecture
::River Street
I was just walking back to my table to rejoin my boss and our other counselor friend when my eyes caught a familiar face. Familiar enough that I looked twice at the woman and on my second glance the woman asked, "Did you go to Evanston??" It was Elizabeth Harding! Turns out she is also a counselor at a college, thus attending such a conference. She is also someone I recall always liking and briefly befriending when we both had big crushes on Ario Teoli (recipient of my first official "come on" to a boy).
After about 40 minutes of lightly catching up we found out that our lives had taken some of the same life-altering paths - beyond that of counseling college students - and we stayed late into the evening seated in the hotel lobby swapping war stories.
The rest of the weekend/conference went really well. I enjoyed all of the talks I attended and learned a thing or two. Elizabeth and I got a chance to walk to City Market one afternoon and then down Bull Street and straight to Forsythe Park on another. My boss and our mutual friend all went on a "ghost" trolley tour of Savannah. The scariest part of the tour was when our trolley driver hit a huge garbage bin tearing a hole in the side of the trolley. All the passengers on our trolley made jokes about ghosts having something to do with the crash, but that joke got old fast. There was a creepy part of the tour when they played an EVP recording of a haunted house. In the recording you could hear voices calling out. I decided that was a good time to think about something pleasant and covertly cover my ears. I like being scared, but no need for nightmares or spirits inhabiting my brain or something equally upsetting.
I didn't get to see as much of Savannah as I would have liked due to the busy schedule of the conference and the short length of our stay. So I'm going to have to head back for a 3rd visit, I guess! And it was good to be home - despite the zero degree weather.
