Savannah is a gorgeous city to walk around. Somebody centuries ago had the brilliant idea to place small park squares every other block on many of the east to west streets so that you encounter a beautiful and shady park every couple blocks no matter which way you’re walking. They create this cool and welcoming breathing space between the blocks of city houses and apartments. Each park is unique, but the same, with a gurgling fountain at the center and 300-year-old oaks shading the lush grass.
I realize as I walk around that this place seems kind of familiar. I know it’s the other way around but, it reminds me of Disneyland (except without all the kids and characters in costume and rides). In Disneyland it's called New Orleans Square (and without having been to New Orleans yet I can’t compare the two) but I wonder if Savannah inspired Walt Disney more than New Orleans. Or maybe back in the 40’s, New Orleans was more like what Savannah is today.
But don't get the idea that Savannah has any of the plastic fakeness that Disneyland has. There are lots of tourists here for sure, but it is also a very active town. People are out walking their dogs and washing their cars and eating on restaurant patios. Workers are scraping paint chips off porticos and art students are sketching in the parks. Oh yes, and did I mention that this time of year Savannah has just about perfect weather? People in shorts and flip flops. It makes me fear what it would be like here in summer. Maybe it’s not so bad. But something tells me (maybe it’s the number of tourists here now) that the summer is too much heat and humidity for most people - atleast people who aren't used to it.
Savannah still has its bad neighborhoods, like most towns, but the historic area (which is large at 2 ½ square miles) is excellent for walking. It's so peaceful and breezy. The houses are saturated with character and interesting details. Many of the streets within the historic area are cobblestone, creating an instant old world kind of charm and tourist filled horse drawn carriages clop down the road under canopies of shade.