Sleeping with the ghosts

This past weekend was my last little get-away before I start school next month. Mom came down on Thursday and on Friday morning, we took off for Savannah, GA. Neither one of us had been before...I was amazed at how beautiful that city is. I took lots of pictures...this week was the last week of my photo class at Showcase...boo. It was a great class and got me at least a little up to speed before I start at Portfolio Center in October.
Savannah has quite a bit of history to it. It was originally the capital of Georgia and the American Revolution and the Civil War were both fought there. Many people died in Savannah, from war and yellow fever, among other things, and it has the reputation of being the most haunted city in America. We didn't do any "ghost tours" but we did stay in a haunted hotel called The Marshall House. It was a beautiful old building that was originally built as a hotel in the mid 1800's by Mary Marshall. Over the years, it served as a civil war hospital and a hospital for yellow fever patients during a major outbreak. Needless to say, there was a lot of suffering that happened at this hotel. It has been called on of the most haunted hotels in Savannah. (we did not know this when we booked it!) Anyways, we truly did not expect anything to happen.

The first night when we got ready to go eat dinner, we walked out in the hall and smelled a very old burning wood smell. It was only right outside our door. We walked down the hall and noticed some engineering employees going into a room that seemed empty. Coming back from a wonderful dinner, we passed the room again and the door slammed right as I got beside it. It scared the crap out of me and I ran all the way to our door! Later on that night, the bedside lamp turned on and off twice. I thought it was a loose connection but I checked the bulb and the cord and nothing was loose. It never happened again, the entire time we stayed there...that was the strange thing.

Our second night was quiet, no ghosts roaming around our room at least. Mom slept with a flashlight behind her head and would not get out from under the covers...she thought something was going to get her!

I'll leave you with a few more pictures from the trip...

Hauntings

So I know I am a day late but I just could not resist. I got all worked up last night watching "Most Haunted Live". It was filmed at Eastern State Penitentiary, a prison that was originally built in the early 1800's and used until 1970. This place is CREEPY! Every inmate was in solitary confinement 24 hours a day and a lot of them went crazy. If you like that type of history, you should check out the website, they have a lot of the history there. Anyways, there were all kinds of crazy things going on at this place. Noises, things being moved and thrown, people scratched and touched...you may not believe in that kind of thing but I have grown up around so many people who have experienced things that it is hard to overlook.

Growing up, I had several friends who had haunted houses. You would think my childhood home would have been, considering it was built in 1804 and had been through many years of turmoil with indians and the Civil War...but it wasn't, at least I never saw anything crazy...just creepy feelings when I was alone at night. My friend, Christina's, grandmother died in her house and she swore that it was haunted. Of course, being naive 12 year olds, we would get out the ouija board and really freak ourselves out. I never saw anything, that I remember at least, but one night we were awakened around 2am by the radio (no it wasn't a alarm clock radio!) and it was on static, really loud. We couldn't move we were so terrified. It went off after about a minute or two. In the morning, we checked the station and it was on one of the regular stations we listened to, not static. It was weird.

I have another friend, Amy, whose house was built on an indian burial ground. Her mom has some crazy stories about seeing ghosts there. One night she got up to go to the bathroom and when she came back, she saw an apparition of a little girl sitting in a rocking chair on the other side of the bed. She laid back down, terrified I am sure! A few minutes later, she looked back over to see if she was still there but she was gone! I love stories like that! If you have any good ghost stories, I would love to hear them! Post them in my comments or email me!