The city showcases stately Southern architecture, so we made our way to Jones Street to explore the preserved brick-and-stucco row homes. As New Yorkers, we usually race-walk from block to block, but the humid summer air, the Spanish moss weighing down tree branches along the route, and the slow clip-clop of the occasional passing horse and carriage slowed our pace to a steady saunter. Holding hands, we strolled to the nearby Soho Café, a renovated garage with high ceilings and intentionally mismatched tables and chairs. We shared a cinnamony peach cobbler before heading back to our room for a nap. Thankfully, no one fell off the charming double bed, which had to be at least four feet off the floor!
Wine and cheese primed us for a classic Southern dinner at the Olde Pink House on Reynolds Square, after which we set out into the velvety darkness to find the House of Mata Hari, a speakeasy hidden in an alley. I had an address for the place, but it has no signage, and the alley was poorly lit, so we wandered up and down until, finally, a man appeared from behind a wooden door. He asked if we had a key required for entry. We didn’t. But after giving us the once-over, he led us into a bygone era where a singer crooned a breathy rendition of the Sinatra classic “Fly Me to the Moon” and female bartenders wore bowler hats and black leotards that reminded me of Liza Minnelli in Cabaret. I ordered a kir royale; Eric, a martini — and we raised our glasses as we gazed into each other’s eyes.
Discuss: Why it’s good for you to get away as a couple
Summer in Savannah made us crave a beach visit, and it was easy to hop a round-trip shuttle from the visitor center to Tybee Island, a 4-mile stretch of sand and ocean just 18 miles away. After a sun-filled afternoon, the Grey, a heralded restaurant in a former Greyhound bus terminal, was just the ticket. We shared a buttery rib eye and went for dessert at Lulu’s Chocolate Bar, where Eric and I fed each other strawberries. At that moment, I knew Savannah had worked its magic on both of us.