Photographers visiting Savannah are going to have a hard time holding to any sort of schedule… and their partners will have a hard time holding onto their sanity. During our stay in Savannah, it happened often that I lost my patience, and finally ditched Jürgen, who was again snapping photos of a random saxophone, or ivy, or a dog, or another Victorian house. “Have fun, and take your time! I’ll be at the bar.” I think it saved our relationship.
Last Batch of Random Savannah Photos
We’ve said it before, and we’ll repeat ourselves again: Savannah is a photographer’s dream.
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