I had no idea the Medieval Festival was really just a kiddie event, and my perpetually sweet boyfriend accompanied me anyway. It was quite lame, entirely too hot, and inexplicably there were heads hanging from some of the trees. So we recouped and went to see the Rembrandt etchings and have gelato. Much better. And in typical Savannah fashion, we saw something quirky downtown: the Cinderella pumpkin carriage.
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