I'm writing from my riverfront room at the River Street Inn in historic downtown Savannah. The drive over was pretty uneventful, except we did learn that driving a convertible with a recumbent on a bike rack isn't the best combination. The bike was so elevated that once we lowered the top, the bike was severely bouncing around. So we pulled over at a used-to-be rest area and sadly put the top back up.
Here's a picture of Mr. Drive-and-Dump prior to that event:
Our hotel is lovely, with a five-story atrium.
After dinner we strolled (that's as fast as I could muster) back to the hotel. FYI, my bike has its own room! The hotel staff graciously offered to store it for me. I just assumed that it would go to some outdoor or underground storage facility. But no! It got a room on the third floor! Of course it is a city view room and not river view, but I didn't hear any complaints.
Okay. I'm exhausted and going to turn in. Goodnight y'all.
Wow! The Red Ranger got it's own room!