I love Savannah. I don't love Savannah at 108 degrees. We were fine at the squares, but once we made it to the river we were all melting... big time. Melting physically and mentally. Ice Cream helped, but the air conditioner in the car helped a heck of a lot more. The cool part was that Emerson loved the lion statue just as much as she did two years ago!
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