The entire trip I was waking up between 4-6 AM despite going to bed past 2. Sunday morning in Savannah, wearing a seersucker suit trying to blend in while I’m on the hunt for biscuits and gravy. Walking by buildings like this, spanish moss everywhere, and one very old cemetery, gives new meaning to the term ghost town.
Using this photo of the Kress department store in downtown Atlanta built in 1937 to let the world know that I really don’t need anymore tote bags. I have too many already and all the world seems to want to give me is a hard time and more tote bags.
If you’re ever with me and I dip around the corner, down an alley, or suddenly double park on a busy street it’s probably to take a photo for @neonsandsigns
