Pretty sure I’ve never appreciated air conditioning as much as this last week. Walking out onto the street here in Savannah’s like suddenly finding yourself in a sauna. You get used to it (Hell, if *I* can get used to this, anyone can) but you have to remember to take frequent breaks and to always carry water and sunblock…

I think getting to Savannah’s the first time I’ve really felt I was very, very far from home. If you’ve seen photos of the place (mine are on the way), or seen Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil – apart from a couple of main shopping streets it all looks like that. Old trees, hanging moss everywhere, the squares… I think the one thing I haven’t seen here is someone walking an invisible dog.

One thing I did see this morning, though, was a poster with club dates for The Lady Chablis. Ladies and gentlemen, the Grand Empress of Savannah is still doing her thing. That was quite a moment: it’s one thing walking through all these locations from the film, and something else entirely to bump into an advert for one of the characters. (One of my hosts tells me there’s far more truth than fiction in Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil, and having read the book that doesn’t surprise me one little bit.)

So. Photos soon (haven’t actually had a proper look at them yet…)