Best thing so far about the trip? I didn’t have to wake up at the CRACK OF DAWN to let the dogs out! Waking up in a very old home was icing on the cake.

We began our day around the corner at Origin Coffee Bar. On a warmer day, I would call this walking distance. Nanny would disagree, but she doesn’t like to walk. It’s .4 mile from the inn. When it’s 41 degrees outside, we drive!

We came here because guests of Printmaker’s Inn get a 25% discount! 100% worth it!

Our next stop was going to be the Mercer-Williams House. Site of the murder of Danny Hansford. If you’re familiar with the book Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil by John Berendt, you’ve heard of it. Danny Hansford was the assistant (*ahem* and lover) of home owner, Jim Williams. The murder was apparently the result of a lover’s quarrel.

The house tours are unfortunately closed today <insert crying emojis> so I’m not going to be able to take the tour. It’s definitely something to add to your travel itinerary. Tickets are only $13.50. Y’all know we don’t like to spend a lot of money.

We stopped in Colonial Park Cemetery. There was so much to take in. No way can I share everything we learned in this post. We have tons of content for next October! 👻

Button Gwinnett was the Governor of Georgia and one of the signers of the Declaration of Independence. *Fun Fact (well, maybe not for him): he died from injuries from a pistol duel in 1777.

From there, we went to tour Cathedral Basilica of Saint John the Baptist. We entered from the side street so mom could use the elevator. I was not prepared for what I would see when the elevator door opened. My heart leapt into my throat and stayed there for the duration. Speechless.

The most beautiful church I’ve ever seen. Absolutely breathtaking.

I wanted to cry and pray all at the same time. Guests were doing just that. Some were lighting candles, others kneeling to pray. We just walked around snapping pictures, jaws on the floor.

The second cemetery we visited felt less historic and more eerie. Bonaventure Cemetery reminded me a lot of Magnolia Cemetery in Charleston. The Holocaust Memorial got me.

Here is the marker for the ashes of 344 souls found on the grounds of a concentration camp in Germany.

Gracie was the daughter of the manager of one of Savannah’s most beloved hotels. Guests loved to see her bouncing around the lobby while her dad worked. She caught pneumonia in 1889 and died at the age of six. A sculptor carved this life-size statue of Gracie from a photograph.

I’m ashamed to admit that we searched for this next tombstone for almost an hour. And by almost, I mean probably longer than that.

Sisters, Mary and Emma Hartmann died as infants. Emma was born six months after Mary died. One from seizures, one from fever. They originally were buried in another cemetery but moved to Bonaventure to be laid to rest with their family. If you visit, the Hartmanns can be found in the back of section N.

We were excited to eat at a local Italian place for dinner. Unfortunately, it wasn’t open. I hope everything is okay. There was no sign, nothing. We ended up at Toast All Day. I’d never heard of it. My Shrimp & Grits were pretty tasty, but it just wasn’t what I was in the mood for. You know how it is when you have your heart set on something.

That concludes Day Two in Savannah!