The past two weeks of my life have been absolutely insane. There’s no other way to describe it. My friend Colleen won the Jaguars Social League trip to London to see our beloved Jags play the 49ers. That was on the 17th. And then she generously asked me to tag along as her +1.
So on on Friday the 25th, we boarded a plane to London. Once we landed Saturday morning, we showered, took a quick nap and headed to the Pep Rally at Trafalgar Square.
In case you didn’t know, I’m a little tiny bit of a Harry Potter nerd. As in, one of the biggest things I miss about having cable is Harry Potter weekends on ABC Family. On those weekends, I love turning on the TV, watching Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone for the millionth time, and doing my laundry/dishes/writing/photo editing/etc done.
As I previously said, we went to Universal Studios in Orlando over the weekend. I hadn’t been to Universal since I went to Halloween Horror Nights years ago with Sonja (for the record, I was over HHN about 35 seconds after we got there). Before that, I hadn’t been since I was a kid. Anyone else remember when Universal had the Nickelodeon area? I totally do. That was also when SNICK was the coolest and Clarissa was a fashion icon. But I digress.
Despite living only two hours away, I had not been to Savannah since I was a kid (visiting the home of Juliette Gordon Low, of course). It’s often come up in discussions of weekend getaways, but the ideas hadn’t come to fruition. We knew we wanted a quick trip, and Groupon Getaways had a good deal for the Four Points by Sheraton in Savannah. I quickly booked it, and we made our Christmas escape.
If you’ve never been to the historical Southern city, the streets are lined with old mansions, massive oak trees, and parks every blocks. The sound of horse hooves clopping throughout the streets gives it a distinct charm.
Hi, my name is Devon & this is the story of how I ate & drank my way through San Francisco.
My trip was awesome. It really was everything I hoped it could be & so much more. I was a little stressed out when my layover in Chicago was cut incredibly short & I found myself running to my next flight. I hardly ever check bags when I fly & this is exactly why. I remember specifically saying before I left that I didn’t want to check a bag because I didn’t want it to get lost. I mean, when I went to Europe last summer? Not a single checked bag. But this time I decided to take my chances & check a bag.