Savannah, and Jones Street in particular, just blew me away. What probably blew me away even more is that I'd never heard of this street until after I'd visited Savannah. It was one of those eye-opening moments where you'd be like, "Oh my, why I haven't heard about this place before?" It's been hollered the prettiest street in the U.S. by all those welcome-to-the-South types of magazines and blogs and I've been overly clueless about it.
Indeed, it's one of those places where you want to slow down and linger awhile. And when it's time to leave, you are already making a plan to come back again. Jones Street is a destination in itself. I'd have never thought that I could be one of those old-fashion home fans but Savannah proved me wrong.
Many residents were built in the 1850s-1860s. Some houses were turned into a bed & breakfast type of business to make them probably more financially sound, but they didn't lose their turn-of-the-century charm.
Live oak trees frame the beautiful houses painted in fresh pastel tones.
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