Thursday, November 27, 2014

Thanksgiving At Jekyll Island

A dog walk to start the day.

We reserved a table last March when we stopped at Jekyll Island State Park in South Georgia during Spring Break. We were too late for a table in the main dining room which needs a year advanced reservation. We were seated in the Crane Courtyard which worked out well for us.

We sat indoors by the fireplace and strolled out to the courtyard to check out the food.

Which included all the stuff you associate with Thanksgiving, lots of meat and fish, vegetables, stuffing and desserts.

We chose this place because it is so different for us, a climate more suited to the Fall harvest season, a state park preserved almost by chance, history still lived today in a pale reflection of the opulence of 1900.

Our brunch at Crane Courtyard, inside the Crane "cottage" turned out to suit us better than the main dining room where the food is the same. Crane felt less crowded and less stuffy than the main dining room, plus we all enjoyed stepping outside into the sunshine to get our food in the outdoor courtyard.

Crane Cottage was the most expensive vacation home built on Jekyll, and it was toilets that paid for it.

The main clubhouse is extraordinary. We couldn't take a room here as they don't take dogs, so we stayed at the Hampton Inn next to the beach.

It's just a hotel now, no longer a winter base for the masters of the world. Anyone can drink at the bar...

...or be seen posing...

...or sitting by the fire.

The masters of the world really did gather here. They created the Federal Reserve system in this room at the beginning of the 20th century. They created the private banking system to regulate the currency with no one's permission or vote. They did it here:

Cheyenne got a long cold walk in the morning so she was feeling no pain passed out in the car on a 55 degree afternoon with a cold north wind raking her. She loves this weather.

An after lunch walk was indicated so off we waddled passing another of these winter homes built as "cottages" by the millionaires of the day who liked to celebrate holidays in like minded company.

This magnificent structure was offered as a gift. They lived at the same time men were earning a buck fifty a day to sweat their balls off building the Over-The-Sea Railroad, and they took the work in horrendous conditions because it paid well.

The funny thing is, economists tell us wealth inequality is worse today than it was then.

A lot to be thankful for then.