The morning starts out with a brief meltdown starring myself. I was hungry what can I say...and I was dreading another tofu burrito. I wanted "fucking potatoes" as I yelled through our walk through the park. You think potatoes would be easy to find, but no, they are all drenched in butter in this god forsaken Paula Deen worshipping city. I resorted to telling Danielle I was giving up being a vegan, and I was going to eat eggs. I don't even like eggs, nor would I ever eat them again, but my hunger got the best of me. Fran mighta been a little scared at this point.
To our surprise "vegan" cafe had a Sunday brunch menu. But guess what I got? You got it, Tofu burrito. I am such a brat I cannot stand myself sometimes.
After breakfast we headed to the beach town of Tybee Island.
Peep the video of the drive to the beach. Fran hides her 8 kids in the trunk.
I actually really loved it here. I felt like Miss America. Everyone was strutting around, just shy of 300 lbs, in their itty bitty bikinis. This was heaven on earth. I felt like the skinniest bitch in Savannah. It was awesome. We put in a good 6 hr beach day frying every bit of our whiteness. Success! Finally.
Soon after leaving the beach we started to prepare for our honeymoon dinner. We luckily found Alligator Soul online and the menu had this precious little note at the bottom "Vegetarian/Vegan? No worries, our chef will cook something just for you!" I was now not only the skinniest girl, but the happiest that I can shove my face with creole goodness tonight.
We stopped by the cemetary on our way to Alligator Soul to try and catch more ghosts, but they were still on vacation. As we got to dinner we were again pleasantly surprise by the option to get wine flights for $11. That is three glasses of wine for $11, and since Savannah does everything big, it was perfect for us. Our dinner was simply amazing. We were in love again.
Since we had to leave super early the next morning we decided that we would call it a night after dinner. We did however walk barefoot out back of Dicky's house and then trek our dirty feet through the house. Living on the edge??....shit I would say.
Monday: Woke up at 5 am to get on road. Shit sucked real bad. 12 hrs of pure boredom and longingness for my beloved Jose. Finally we made it home and I ate the most falafel and hummus one vegan can eat.
Thank you Savannah for a strange and memorable experience.
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