History intrigues me. Being in the south, surrounded by so much history was exciting for me. After a little hiccup during our trip, we delayed our voyage further down from Charleston, South Carolina to Savannah Georgia. The sun was shining and we had just finished our walk around the beautiful city and went on to find a plantation.
One thing, that Savannah is known for is the Wormsloe Plantation. What was once a grand plantation build in the 1700’s, is now just ruins. What leads to the ruins of Wormsloe is what brings visitors in. You can take tours of the plantation, where people dress up in clothes they would have worn back in the 1700’s.
Pulling into the Wormsloe Plantation, the long 1.5 mile (2.4 km) drive of oak trees greeted us, with long spanish moss hanging from their branches. The sunshine came through, off to the side there was a family taking photos of their children, cars were passing through. It’s fair to say, we took plenty of photos.
Everytime we pulled into places like this, even winding through the trees back in Asheville on our way to the Biltmore, I couldn’t help but imagine people travelling here in wagons and on horses way back when it had just begun. There is a museum once you pull in, which we ventured into and saw the diagram of what it would have looked like. You do have to pay a fee to take the tours, and since we were there about 20 minutes to closing, and knew we really only wanted to see the trees, my family opted out of it.