Savannah Miscellany 3

"Bad Boy."

  The Lonely Planet talks about Savannah being the "bad boy" of Georgia. It's reputation is seedy and dirty and the town in justly proud. Savannah is a party city. There are pubs and students, and alcohol. This, combined with the fact that there is little else to do, except perhaps to brush up on one's Civil War history by visiting every square with a statue in, should mean that Savannah is a wild place.

Hmm. There's precious little evidence to back this fact up. Part of the problem is the twisted notion that students are too young to drink for the most part, which more or less kills off any wild activity. Savannah, it seems to me, is a sedate, slow, unoffensive city. It's a great place to visit if you want to relax - as, in fact, I did. But it is about as wild as a stick of candyfloss.

The wild, party-heavy lifestyle of a SCAD student consists of sitting in wild, raucous cafes, drinking wild, intoxicating caffeine-based beverages, and finally passing out on wildly comfortable settees in the very same location, after having over-done it in the "reading a good book and then falling asleep" stakes.

There is more partying done in one house-warming party in Aberystwyth, Wales, in one night, than there is by the well-behaved SCAD students of Savannah in one year.

"Visit an early grave."

There's a spooky night-time ghost tour thing. It probably goes to that terribly famous, big cemetery which is featured in "Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil", which is so unbelievably well-known that I seem to have momentarily forgotten its name. The adverts for the tour say something like: "Come to Savannah - visit an early grave." Now, call me cynical if you like, but that, to me, doesn't seem like a a very enticing tag-line? It just doesn't inspire confidence.

The Sentient Bean.

  In the Sentient Bean cafe - a very nice place, if I may say so myself - customers can fix up their own coffees and refills. There is a choice of Colombian, Brazilian and so forth, alongside a neat selection of different types of milk. There's full-fat, half-fat, soya, non-cow milk, non-milk-milk  and anything anyone could want. It all seems terribly simple and customer friendly. Except that it isn't. The milk, for reasons best known to the proprietors of the Bean, is kept in specifically designed jugs that are made with only one purpose in mind. This, quite simply, is not to pour, no matter what the situation.