Sarah and I celebrated our 3rd anniversary this St. Patrick’s Day weekend. We decided to go to the same place as our honeymoon, Savannah, Georgia. We’re big fans of Bed and Breakfasts, so we stayed in the 17th St. Inn, a B&B (no longer…see below) on Tybee Island.

Walking on the Beach

We love Tybee and Savannah because it’s always a little warmer there than it is in Atlanta. So, even though spring comes early to Atlanta, it comes even earlier to Savannah. So, even though it was a little too cold to swim, we could still walk around barefoot and get our feet a little wet.


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We do a decent job of taking pictures of ourselves.

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Sarah looking great on the beach.

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Quite a few kite-surfers were out that day, as the winds were very strong.

Dinner at Stingray’s

There’s a seafood place on Tybee called Stingray’s that specializes in all the critters that swim or crawl in the ocean. Since Sarah is a huge seafood fan (it’s the only animal-based food she’ll eat), we decided to check it out. Just like in NYC, we decided to go all out and order the Captains Platter.


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Sarah is skeptical of the various crustaceans we’re about to consume.
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Say hello, little dude. You’re about to get eaten!
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Gloating over the damage we’ve done.
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Final score – Micah and Sarah: 10, Ocean Critters: 0

Lights out with the college kids

A strong windstorm hit the island on Saturday night, knocking out power to our entire neighborhood. We came back from the beach wondering why everyones’ lights were off, but we got the idea when we saw people on the porches with candles.

We found a few candles in our room, but no matches, so we decided to go hunting. Two houses up, we found a young couple smoking and asked to borrow the lighter. This gave an opportunity to strike up a conversation, and we ended up talking to Daniel and Tracy the rest of the evening.

They are both physical therapy students on the verge of graduating. It was fun to talk to them and vicariously live the young, college lifestyle again. Then, at one point, after a few too many beers, Daniel and Tracey wanted to talk about John McCain, so we made a hasty exit. Once Anne Coulter’s name gets mentioned, we’re out the door.

Where’s my breakfast?

Getting up on Sunday morning, we discovered that the 17th St. Inn is no longer a Bed and Breakfast. After searching in vain for the hidden delicious breakfast, we went to a place called Sunshine, which turned out to be a breakfast buffet. A big letdown… I called the innkeeper and she explained that the price of parking had risen recently, so they had decided to cut out breakfast in order to keep prices down. I can understand their reasoning, but I don’t think we’ll be staying there again. Breakfast is where you get to meet the other B&B guests, and that community aspect is what distinguishes the experience from a normal hotel.

North Beach

For day two, we decided to mix it up a bit, and go to the North Beach. They have a lot more seashells there, just strewn about the beach in big piles. In addition, thanks to the fact that it was Spring Break for lots of colleges, there were plenty of Frat Boys, too.


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Can you spot the frat boys?

Sunrise and Savannah

On Monday morning, our actual anniversary, we got up at 7:00 am to watch the sun rise over the ocean. I thought about bringing the camera, but I didn’t want to spoil the moment too much by trying to capture it. I guess I regret it now, as it was pretty amazing. The sun crests the ocean as a thin orange sliver, and then rises very quickly. In our case, it just so happened to appear behind a ship on the horizon, making for a really neat effect.

That morning, we went into Savannah and had brunch. After tooling around for an hour or so, it was back to Atlanta and the dogs!