Savannah Ghost Walk

Yesterday was my big touring day in Savannah. First I went on the Old Town Trolley Tour, where they drive you all over town in this eye-catching orange and green trolley. I just wanted to get an overview of the town and figure out where I wanted to go spend more time later. It was so great - our tour guide was Denise, and she was hilarious. Lots of town gossip and speculation, and who cares if it was true - it was entertainment! Then last night I went on a Savannah Ghost Walk. It was OK - not nearly as good as the one I went on in Charleston, but a good way to kill an hour or two and possibly learn a bit more about the town. The best part was when we were stopped in front of a particular bed & breakfast, and two women excitedly ran down the steps and said, "We've been watching the tour groups stop here and talk, and we want to know what's going on with this house, because some weird things have been happening!" It turns out that they were leaders of a group of Girl Scouts who had rented the house out for the weekend. When they first arrived, a group of girls were headed up to the attic floor to play, and before they opened the door, they heard a group of other kids already playing in the room. They were wondering how some of their group had already beaten them up there, as there was only one way in and one way out, and when they opened the door, no one was there! And then one of the leaders said she'd been woken up at about 1am by what she thought were the girls playing in the hallway. When she opened her door to yell at them to get back to bed, there was no one there. She thought they'd just been faster than her and gotten back into their rooms before she could see them, and when she asked several parents the next morning if they'd let their kids out during the night, they all said no! Here's a picture of that house (I know, it's kind of dark, but this is actually my only picture that turned out!):

(The people in the doorway were some of the little Girl Scouts whose moms wouldn't let them come down and hear what our tour guide was saying, because they didn't want them to be even more scared!)