2025 Big Truck across the Southeast, day 7

Today started a bit slow, partially due to sleeping with a brutal sunburn, partially due to a few thundershowers waking us in the night, and partly island time. I snuck out for a bit and walked the beach that adjoins the campground.

It was a good sign that people were out surfing - we were ready for another battle to the pain with the ocean. Since we were at South Beach yesterday, we decided to check out North Beach. Well, after we set up shop, we noticed that people weren't very far out in the water, and just then we heard a whistle and saw the lifeguard yelling at people that its a red flag and to stay out of the waves. There was quite a rip current, so we packed up and went back to South Beach. No lifeguard, so we checked it out for a bit. This is actual footage of the waves having their way with us.

After each of us got sufficiently rag dolled, we decided to retire to the pool and its much more manageable temperment. Kimberly was definitely in her element.

Since we were thwarted by the angry seas, we agreed to head into Savannah to grab dinner and check out the downtown scene. We chose the historic River Street district, with its cobblestone streets and old world charm. As we walked along the waterfront, we checked out a few sights,

and immediately noticed a couple of trends in the people we were seeing. It was either Vineyard Vines frat boys,

yes, there was at least one romper, or jumpsuit, or whatever that was. The other subset of the crowd (including the guys manning the booths outside the bars trying to get you to go on a ghost tour or buy their souvenirs) was a mixture of Mickey Rourke and Vince Neil

We stopped in one spot just to grab a drink since it was again well over 90 degrees and equally humid, and there we learned that, although they wouldn't let Jordan sit at the bar (she's 17) or give us a table if we weren't eating, we were able to grab a drink and wander the social district with it. Jackpot.

We finally settled on a place called the Broken Keel, a southern seafood restaurant on the 2nd floor overlooking River Street. Food was good, they had live music, and it was a relaxed vibe. Most importantly, it had A/C.

On our way out, Kimberly wanted to check out Bonaventure Cemetery, but it was unfortunately closed. Just from what we could see from the gate and some quick online research, it looks like it would be well worth a stroll around, with strong Megadeth album cover vibes.

Once we were back at the campsite, Kimberly and I decided to bike up the road to a little beach shack called Zunzibar. Perfect spot to wrap up another great day on the island.

Tomorrow - last full day on the island before we turn north and start to head for home. Hopefully more waves if our bodies can take it. Cheers