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Live Oaks line the parade route.
It's such a beautiful
city! |
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The first sign of St. Patrick's Weekend in Savannah is the annual
Rugby Tournament. It's huge! You can't catch a ride,
plane or boat to Savannah without running into a team from
somewhere in the world. |
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My brother is a Rugger.
So, I'm not totally lost when the match starts. |
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| Savannah has a typical St. Patrick's Day
parade, but it's a whole lot warmer than the time I went to
Chicago! |
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I thought this was a very cute bulldozer! |
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| These bagpipers came from Boston. There were also many Irish groups from New York and
Boston, but there are plenty of local Irish in Savannah! |
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Lucky for my sister, GREEN
is her favorite color. We meet up with friends and relatives from
every corner of the country each year. This is Fish, another Rugby
guy!
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Wet Willie's - a fun place featuring such "Irish"
libations as a Call-a-Cab and an Attitude Adjuster. The crowd waiting to get inside speaks for itself. |
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My folks get into the spirit each year. My dad is
German and my mom is mostly Scottish, but surely there's some
Irish in there somewhere!
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Gary is my cousin-in-law. Is that a real relation? Whatever, I guess he's family. How
very Irish! |