Whether it is three miles down the road or 3,000 miles away, moving is a stressful time in anyone's life. I found this out when I made the jump from Sacramento, California to Savannah Georgia.
I mean, the sheer amount of boxes and packing tape needed to transport your belongings is overwhelming. And can I get an "Amen" when I say that nothing will make you feel more like a hoarder in front of your friends than moving?
Not only is it an emotional time realizing you weren't the "minimalist" you claim to be, but on top of it all you are leaving your friends, family, and all the things you find familiar (I'm looking at you, Dutch Bros).
Unfortunately, in the midst of all the normal moving chaos, I failed to do much research on the my soon to be home. I assumed that I already knew everything that I needed to know about living in Savannah from my childhood vacations visiting my cousins, and that one "The Office" episode.
Boy, was I wrong. In an effort to help any of you west coasters in your search for a new home down south, here are the five things I've learned about Savannah these past four years1. Humidity is neither a joke nor a myth.

However, if you are one of the few brave ones who dare to face the heat of the south, I'll let you in on a little secret. That's not sweat. That's your body crying.
2. Monogram. Everything.

3. "Might-could" and "should-could" are actual words.
Okay. Need I say more about why this is confusing? I know what you're thinking. Could you use it in a sentence? But of course.
Example: You might-could get away with saying "should-could" in Savannah.
Which is it? Might or could? Well apparently around here it's both.
4. If you're not from the South, don't mention it. Ever.
Whether you're a "damn Yankee" or a liberal hippy from out West, you are going to hear about it. Even when said jokingly, after the millionth time hearing the same dig to your response when asked, "So, where're you from?" you may not be able to keep from rolling your eyes. Take a cue from Maverick and just be mysterious.5. "What?" is not an appropriate response to a question.
So, you didn't hear the question. You caught the back end of a joke. You couldn't hear your coworker's pithy comment from the cubicle next to you. What do you do?
Luckily, you've been alive for more than five years and don't even have to think about what to say. It's like a reflex. So with a sweet smile and syrupy voice you reply, "What?" Wrong. That one simple word and you might as well be running from a man eating, killing machine. Friends, I've seen kids drop-and-give-20 because they used "What?" instead of "Ma'am?" or "Please?" Just don't use "What?" Just don't. Ever.


























