Weekend Update--A Day Late

In light of the seriousness of my post yesterday, I didn't think it would be good to tell you about our weekend. We had a good weekend. We headed down to the coast on Friday after work and spent Saturday touring Savannah College of Art and Design with daughter. Yes, she's only 13, but she's already starting to think about college. Education is so critical to success in life. We are encouraging her to think about her career, think about where she wants to go to school, what she wants to study, etc. Not going to college just is not an option for anyone, I don't think.

The SCAD tour was great. We spent the entire day there, toured a dorm, toured some of the buildings where classes are held, met some students and professors, and just really enjoyed ourselves. Daughter's top two interests at the moment are Fashion Design and Interior Design. She was able to cut that list in half on Saturday afternoon when she heard how cut throat the Fashion industry is and how difficult it is to actually make a living as a Fashion Designer. Mom had been trying to tell her that, but we all know moms don't know much. :-) I was much more impressed with what we saw in the Interiors department. The professor talked about helping the students find internships, helping them develop marketable skills, etc. She also provided us with a breakdown of employment options and possible earning potential for new graduates with Interior Design degrees.

The dormitory facility we saw was OK. It definitely needed some interior decorating and designing, but I guess that's standard for college dorms. The rooms are set up hotel style which means 2 or 3 students are in each room and they share a bathroom with just those people living in that room--no hall bathrooms. SCAD is in the downtown historic district of Savannah, so of course security is a concern. I was pleased to see that the dorms are completely fenced in and access is gained only by passing a security guard and presenting your valid student ID. There is also a transportation system for the students which seems very accessible. All in all, the campus seems much more secure than my college was. Still, mom and dad will worry when it's time for our little bird to leave the nest.

No trip to Savannah would be complete without a stop in to see our friend Jennifer at Wild Fibre. She had a packed house with her knitting group and other customers. Of course, I can never leave the shop without buying something. It's an illness, I tell you. Saturday, I left with a ball of Trekking XXL in color 100.

We were starved by the time we got back to HHI. Instead of getting our favorite Greek food (It's Greek to Me--best Greek food on HHI), we opted to try a seafood restaurant which is supposed to be the one the locals prefer--The Sea Shack.

Shack seems a pretty accurate word to describe this place. Hole in the wall also comes to mind. Honestly, the place looks like a dump. I almost decided not to go in. The health department rating on the front door is A, though, and that changed my mind. The inside of this place is also nothing spectacular. There's a large board as you walk in listing all the menu items. You make your choice, go to the cashier and order, get your own drink, then choose one of the twelve tables inside or one of two outside. Your food is delivered to your table, but that's the last time you see a waiter. If you want a drink refill, get it yourself. I kind of like that. The meals are served on disposable plates with plastic utensils. Our food was piping hot and delicious. The prices were also affordable. I hear you can't get in this place "in season" but fortunately, tourist season is over. We were at the restaurant when it opened for dinner at 5 PM, and the crowd was picking up when we left 45 minutes later. My only complaint is that I didn't care for the tartar sauce. It was a bit too sweet for my liking. I prefer a tartar sauce with some tart to it.