Savannah

We flew into Savannah and spent time there before and after the beach. Our goal was mostly to grow travelers more than to check everything off a sightseeing list. The boys continue to be increasingly wonderful companions, reading maps and remembering where we parked. They crafted fake Yelp reviews for old cemeteries that had us all rolling. They were willing to remove hats for dinner and to try new foods, adding beef mousse to their list of good palate discoveries. Their rental car playlists were solid and at one point all five us us were harmonizing with the Jeep windows open, surrounded by historic landmarks and silvery moss.

We spent one evening on Tybee Island with low tides like we'd never seen.

We walked Jones Street and Plant Riverside, enjoyed Byrd's cookies and Leopold's ice cream, explored Cluskey vaults and Factors Walk and Jere's Antiques.

By the end of the trip, in addition to chlorine eyes and biscuit skin, we'd racked up some predictably tricky travel moments (slash days) trying to get home, but not every normal day here is perfect either.