Falling for Savannah, Savannah, Georgia

Have you ever fallen for a place so hard that you found yourself browsing Zillow listings on your second night? That was me in Savannah. As a solo female traveller who’s camped beneath the Peruvian stars on Lake Titicaca, I never expected to fall so deeply for a Southern charmer—but stay with me. I spent a few days catching up with Abbie (a fellow solo adventurer I met years ago on Lake Titicaca), wandering moss-draped squares, and savouring sweet treats in historic tea rooms. By the end, I was smitten. Here’s how you can fall for Savannah, too.

Savannah is glorious most of the year—avoid the height of summer. July and August bring stifling heat and relentless muggy air. My personal sweet spot was February: perfect temperatures, fewer crowds, and, that year, streets already bursting with spring flowers. If you’re craving ghostly tales and pumpkin spice, aim for October. The city really leans into its Halloween spirit with haunted tours and orange-hued sunsets.

I actually arrived by train—part of a two-month rail adventure from New York to San Francisco—rolling into Savannah on an Amtrak night train from Williamsburg, before my friend Abbie kindly took the wheel and showed me around. ...... (follow the instructions below for accessing the rest of this article).