Savannah

Last night we went to dinner at a place called the Pink House, which is an old mansion build in the 1700s that just went on and on and on. There were 11 of us and we ate in what used to be the ballroom, and we only occupied a small part of the room. Later we enjoyed the view from a nearby balcony. A woman in a floor-length ball gown walked around to each table to welcome us to the restaurant. She then sang for everybody in the room. You don't see that kind of thing in our town.