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Late Night with Family
Apr. 6th, 2025 05:49 pmGeorgia Travelog #3
Pooler, GA - Sunday, 6 Apr 2025, 12:00am
Eager to get past the rental car clusterfuck this evening at Savannah airport I asked my sister to come meet us at the hotel at 7:15. That gave us enough time to settle in, me moving my clothes out of my suitcase into shelves at the room, and Hawk taking a quick shower to wash off the second-hand perfumes from the airplane. (Different priorities for "settling in".) My sister, B., her husband G., and their college age child, A., texted from the lobby when they arrived. We met them in the lobby and quickly decided on a pizza-and-nearly-everything-else restaurant nearby.
Nearby, BTW, is in Pooler, Georgia. "Where's that?" you might ask, and rightly so. If you don't live in or near Savannah you probably never heard of it. It's a suburban town outside of Savannah. It's where the airport is, along I-95. It's where all the big-box stores and chain restaurants are.
"This isn't really Savannah," A. intoned gravely as we drove to the restaurant.
"I understand, this is freeway-offramp-ville," I said, noting, "And it looks the same as what's off the side of the interstate in suburbia almost anywhere in the country." All that's really different are some of the regional brands (e.g., we passed a Zaxby's) and the price of gas shown on the marquee signs at the gas stations.
Dinner was good. I got a pizza with enough for leftovers to take back to the hotel. Hawk got a dish of lasagna. G. and A. got burgers, and B. got a salad.
After dinner the five of us went food shopping together. Hawk and I wanted to get a few things for the room, and as our plans to have our own car went up in a clusterfuck of smoke earlier in the evening, we were dependent on others. But that was just as well because B. wanted to grab a few things for her house, too, and A. wanted a few things to take back to her dorm.
Once shopping was complete G. and A. split off from the rest of us. A. needed to get back to their dorm and G. was tired. Hawk and I had the three hour time zone change behind us so it didn't feel like it was going on 10pm. If it were we'd be pooping out. But instead we were up for more socializing. My sister came back to the hotel with us, where we stayed up chatting until nearly midnight.
It was good to catch up with my sister. We were close growing up, but the years and miles have meant we don't talk quite as often anymore. I haven't seen her f2f in almost 6 months, when we had a few hours here-and-there together during Thanksgiving week as we were busy visiting different people near our childhood home. Well, we had a few hours together tonight, and we'll have plenty more the next few days as Hawk and I are in town until Thursday morning.
Pooler, GA - Sunday, 6 Apr 2025, 12:00am
Eager to get past the rental car clusterfuck this evening at Savannah airport I asked my sister to come meet us at the hotel at 7:15. That gave us enough time to settle in, me moving my clothes out of my suitcase into shelves at the room, and Hawk taking a quick shower to wash off the second-hand perfumes from the airplane. (Different priorities for "settling in".) My sister, B., her husband G., and their college age child, A., texted from the lobby when they arrived. We met them in the lobby and quickly decided on a pizza-and-nearly-everything-else restaurant nearby.
Nearby, BTW, is in Pooler, Georgia. "Where's that?" you might ask, and rightly so. If you don't live in or near Savannah you probably never heard of it. It's a suburban town outside of Savannah. It's where the airport is, along I-95. It's where all the big-box stores and chain restaurants are.
"This isn't really Savannah," A. intoned gravely as we drove to the restaurant.
"I understand, this is freeway-offramp-ville," I said, noting, "And it looks the same as what's off the side of the interstate in suburbia almost anywhere in the country." All that's really different are some of the regional brands (e.g., we passed a Zaxby's) and the price of gas shown on the marquee signs at the gas stations.
Dinner was good. I got a pizza with enough for leftovers to take back to the hotel. Hawk got a dish of lasagna. G. and A. got burgers, and B. got a salad.
After dinner the five of us went food shopping together. Hawk and I wanted to get a few things for the room, and as our plans to have our own car went up in a clusterfuck of smoke earlier in the evening, we were dependent on others. But that was just as well because B. wanted to grab a few things for her house, too, and A. wanted a few things to take back to her dorm.
Once shopping was complete G. and A. split off from the rest of us. A. needed to get back to their dorm and G. was tired. Hawk and I had the three hour time zone change behind us so it didn't feel like it was going on 10pm. If it were we'd be pooping out. But instead we were up for more socializing. My sister came back to the hotel with us, where we stayed up chatting until nearly midnight.
It was good to catch up with my sister. We were close growing up, but the years and miles have meant we don't talk quite as often anymore. I haven't seen her f2f in almost 6 months, when we had a few hours here-and-there together during Thanksgiving week as we were busy visiting different people near our childhood home. Well, we had a few hours together tonight, and we'll have plenty more the next few days as Hawk and I are in town until Thursday morning.
