One more stop in Brevard for medicines and then lunch at Looking Glass Falls - then a drive through Pisgah Forest, the Blue Ridge Mountains, and the Smokies - almost missing our first stateline in the Smokies, if we hadn't stopped for one more overlook at Newfound Gap; I felt like I was on top of the world.
As we came down 441 through Gatlinburg, we came across Pigeon Forge - the home of Dollywood and a million other creepy tourist attractions crowded into a mile stretch of road. Dan called it a "Las Vegas for 12-year-olds"; so much commercialism and so many tourist traps that it was spooky.
A stop in Knoxville for dinner and a reacquaintance with the downtown area; we asked the waitress what the must-see place in Knoxville was before we left, and she responded, "well, it's very anticlimactic - we're in the bible belt, you know..." and then she suggested the old city. I tried not to take it personally.
The epitome of our last day and night in the south: Jellico Motel.
$41.71 for a friendly canine welcome, an absence of noisy neighbors [or any neighbors at all], an escape from magnetic keys, and a fortune in the morning [stuck to the inside of my comforter when I woke up] : "a handful of patience is worth more than a bushel of brains."
Talk about some wisdom for the road...
As we came down 441 through Gatlinburg, we came across Pigeon Forge - the home of Dollywood and a million other creepy tourist attractions crowded into a mile stretch of road. Dan called it a "Las Vegas for 12-year-olds"; so much commercialism and so many tourist traps that it was spooky.
A stop in Knoxville for dinner and a reacquaintance with the downtown area; we asked the waitress what the must-see place in Knoxville was before we left, and she responded, "well, it's very anticlimactic - we're in the bible belt, you know..." and then she suggested the old city. I tried not to take it personally.
The epitome of our last day and night in the south: Jellico Motel.
$41.71 for a friendly canine welcome, an absence of noisy neighbors [or any neighbors at all], an escape from magnetic keys, and a fortune in the morning [stuck to the inside of my comforter when I woke up] : "a handful of patience is worth more than a bushel of brains."
Talk about some wisdom for the road...
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