We had a very good time, AG and I. She is a wonderful traveler, happy to try new things, mindful of her manners, and genuinely grateful for the experiences she enjoyed. Favorites: trying embroidery and making paper dolls in the Rainy Day experience at the Juliette Gordon Low museum, exploring Savannah after dark during a Haunted House tour, passing Paula Deen's Lady and Sons Restaurant during the trolley tour, and seining at Tybee Island with the Maritime Science Center staff. Our fearless troop leaders planned a fun-filled and well organized trip. As AG said, "there was nothing BAD about this entire trip!"While the girls toured a candy shop, I slipped away for a LYS visit. Wild Fibre on Liberty Street had earned some good reviews when I Googled it, so I was full of anticipation. Oh, dear. Not a good experience. Three genteel knitters chatted away in one area of the shop while I visited. I found a very meager stock of yarn and patterns, and lovely samples without yarns available for purchase. As I explored, the discussion among the knitters zigged from "should we order lunch?" to a general agreement that tourists and visitors are just exasperating, especially those "military" women. I have no idea what the latter means, but I took thorough exception to their disdain.
Note to LYS inhabitants: the touristy-looking visitor spending some time in your shop can hear, may have been ready to purchase LOTS of yarn for a project she wants to start, and is very, very patriotic. Shame on you.
In case you aren't a Girl Scout, the "Miss Daisy" reference in the title isn't from "Driving Miss Daisy," a marvelous movie filmed in Atlanta's Druid Hills neighborhood. "Daisy" was Juliette Gordon Low's childhood nickname.
