wow 
frisbee in georgia, it was awesome. a week of being outside, frisbee, ocean, beach, people and fun. it was definitely neat being in savannah too because it is the first old southern city i’ve been in. i’ve been to orlando, and DC, but other than that, most of the traveling i’ve done in the south, has been to visit either more recently developed urban areas, (most of florida), or the “natural attractions” such as the ozarks, appalachians, sinkholes, keys, etc. savannah is old like new england, but settled with more french and spanish influence than english and dutch. it is just neat because i’ve not had much exposure to this part of american heritage. huge old walnut trees adorned in spanish moss rivals the magnificence of central park’s american elms or chicago’s oaks, while also filling what i’m sure is an ever present need for shade during most times of the year (however, fortunately for us, not this time of the year). the weather was amazing. most days were clear skies with a few exceptions. it rained once, and not without invitation. the lack of clouds made for predictably beautiful sun rises and as much as i am aware of the larger scaring effect of beachfront housing on the coast, i must say it was nice to be able to wake up, and look out over the ocean. and then if i choose, walk down the stairs on to the beach to watch the sun rise over the salty water.
by the way, frisbee rocks my world. the people are, with a few exceptions, all about having fun. and that is awesome. no refs, coaches, whistles, all fun. plus the sport is fun. where else can you come off the field having just played three games straight and then play marriage, parachute and horse, pokie, or rock paper scissors with the team that you just met, were beat by and are now drinking beers with? If ever there was a game that stood out as quintessential american, i would have to say ultimate frisbee is it. with fervor for life, we play, with fun we live.