So I’m down in the south visiting my dad. We did an amazing day trip to Savannah and though it didn’t give me the goose bump creeps (in a great way) as New Orleans,  it was beautiful all the same.

This was an antique store inside an antique home. I couldn’t help but be distracted by the house. I kept ignoring the old trunks, beds, and nick-nacks crammed sometimes all the way to the roof, to instead marvel at the beauty of the old home. I really wish San Diego would look more at these homes for inspiration when building those awful cookie cutter monstrosities that dot our city.

Well, we are set to come home tomorrow.  (Hopefully safely, storm is brewing out here) and maybe, just maybe we’ll get to buy this awesome home in our own city.

Sorry for the dark pic. But that house will be mine…oh yes, it will be mine.