The Great Smoky Blue Ridge Mountains

Aloha all,

this year’s road trip is ending on a high note. Several high notes actually: We finally made it to the most popular National Park, we took a boat tour on America’s largest underground lake, we saw the best mushrooms ever, we visited the birthplace of American forestry, we took the laziest tubing tour, enjoyed the bluest mountains and I slid down a 60 feet natural water slide. On top of all that, after discovering our most favorite town last month, we now also discovered our least favorite town in America! That’s not even all, but if you want to know everything, you’ll have to read the whole thing:

We won’t even try to make it to all 10,000 caves in Tennessee, but “The Lost Sea” Cave sounded too unique to skip. They have America’s largest known underground lake. Part of the tour is actually a boat ride. Every time we visit one of these easily accessible show caves, I am in awe of the courageous people who discovered them. I’d be way too scared that a rockfall or rising water level traps me to go this deep into an unknown cave. However, I am more than happy to pay $20 for someone to make sure it’s safe, put some lights in and in this case, even bring a boat down there.

"The Lost Sea Adventure" cave tour in Tennessee 

The Great Smoky Mountains are America’s most popular National Park. That does not mean they are the most dramatic or even the most beautiful park. But the park is free, it’s the most easily accessible national park in the east and it sure is gorgeous, so I am not surprised they get the most visitors. And it’s actually not the most crowded park. We did several hikes where we did not see anybody for miles. Even in America’s most visited national park, there are plenty of areas remote enough to go skinny dipping. We did a tiny portion of the Appalachian Trail and met some serious hikers, they said they had stretches of several days without seeing any other humans.

Carefree bike tour on the car free Cades Cove Loop
in the Great Smoky Mountain National Park 

The Cades Cove is probably the most congested area in the park, but we got lucky to get there on a Wednesday, when the road is closed for cars. We rented bikes and explored the beautiful 11 mile loop that way. Cades Cove is also the best place to see bears, or so they say. So we did another loop the next morning since we did not see any bears the first time around. That time, Sandra might have seen the back half of a bear crossing the road and I saw a tree stump that looked like a bear until I got the binoculars out. But mostly, we talked to people who told us that we should have been there yesterday or even two hours ago. We did see plenty of bears… on iphones of other people who had better timing than us.

Just because we didn’t see any bears,
doesn’t mean we didn’t see any wildlife 

The creation of the Smoky Mountain National Park in 1934 was very controversial. It was the first national park on previously private land. Obviously, we enjoy the end result, but I’m not sure how I would have felt if I lived on a farm in Cades Cove or had a second home in Daisy Town. I might have been upset, too that I have to give up my property just to make a park for other people to visit. I guess they found a pretty good compromise: Most people were allowed to use their properties for the rest of their lives before it all became part of the national park. Originally, most of the homes from the 1920’s were slated to be torn down to bring the national park back to its more natural state. In 1934 those were just modern encroachments into the natural beauty. However, it took a long time until the original residents passed away (the last one in 2001!). By now, these homes are a century old and historical themselves, so instead of tearing them down, the National Park Service renovates them to show that part of the park’s history.

Hiking in the Smokies

The Smoky Mountains are not as breathtaking, unbelievable, dramatically out-of-this-world spectacular as some of the national parks in the West. But they are gorgeous and after we stayed at three different campgrounds and did a half dozen day hikes, we started to understand why for several people we talked to, it’s their favorite place in the world. 

Chimney Tops hike 

The beauty of the park is probably also the reason why Gatlinburg, just outside the park, instantly became our least favorite town in America. We usually pride ourselves to find something fun or interesting about any place and we enjoy visiting any place from tiny villages to big cities. But we saw nothing redeeming about Gatlinburg. It did not even seem like a real town, just a row of the cheesiest and tackiest tourist attractions. The contrast to the serenity of the park was just too much for us. Of course it did not help that we got there on a Saturday afternoon during peak season. One drive through tour of Gatlinburg was enough, we never even set foot in that town. We promised ourselves to keep it that way forever.

We had plans to visit Dollywood, but changed our minds after seeing the crowds in Gatlinburg. But we’ll give Dolly another chance whenever we get there during a less busy time. Luckily there is a bypass road around Gatlinburg, so when we come back, we can go from Dollywood to the Smokies without breaking our promise.

Blue Ridge Parkway in North Carolina

The North Carolina part of the Blue Ridge Parkway is the most scenic drive we have done east of the Rockies. The first time we drove on it was such a glorious day that it became immediately clear why these are called the Blue Ridge Mountains. At one point we generously counted 15 ridges in different shades of blue between us and the horizon. 

Can you see why they call it the
Blue Ridge Mountains?

We enjoyed the view, the campground, the hiking and the restaurant at Mount Pisgah the best. So we decided to plan our trip in a way that we returned on the same route on our way back to spend another two nights there. We got one more beautiful day and the 15 shades of blue turned orange. The next day, it all turned into one shade of grey.

Mount Pisgah on the Blue Ridge Parkway

The Blue Ridge Mountains are also home to the “Cradle of Forestry”. We got to visit the schoolhouse where the first foresters were taught and we learned about the history of forestry in America. Throughout the 1800’s, forests were considered an infinite resource. 100 years ago, the Blue Ridge Mountains were a clearcut wasteland. The Vanderbilts owned most of the land and realized that something needed to change. It sounds like they did not do that for selfless reasons. They were no tree huggers, but wanted to ensure they would be able to continue to make money from selling lumber. So they brought in Dr. Schenck from Germany, where they needed to start managing the forests much earlier. Judging by the vast, healthy looking forest in this area today, they were very successful in replanting, managing and protecting the forests. 

Little kid Chris having fun on the Sliding Rock

Another attraction in the area is the aptly named “Sliding Rock”. This is a 60 feet long natural waterslide. I had read very conflicting reviews before, which only makes sense: If you expect a waterpark kids slide, it’s pretty rough. But for a natural rock, it’s surprisingly smooth. The water was a little bit too cold for Sandra, so I had to take her turns, too. Of course there were other kids of all ages enjoying the slide. But I didn’t mind waiting in line. I met a very nice family and I also have to admit: If nobody else were sliding down that rock before me, I’m not sure I would have dared to do it. 

Triple Falls in the DuPont Recreational Forest

If sliding is not your thing, the Dupont Recreational Forest has some of the best waterfalls. It was actually more crowded than the Smokies, but I can see why: There are lots of spectacular waterfalls all within easy hiking distance from each other.

I’m not sure whether we just pay more attention or whether this area really is a mushroom mecca. We have seen some spectacular ones. Considering how happy I can get just seeing a mushroom, it’s astounding how little I know about them. Definitely too little to pick any. To eat, the mushrooms at the store are still my favorite. But I now have a few hundred pictures of mushrooms in all kinds of shapes, colors and sizes. Maybe some day I try to identify them all. Sound like a good project for one of those ‘long winter evenings’ which never come. Until then, we use our own names:

The Big Kahuna

Orange Stick Mushroom 

The Mellow Yellow

The Indian Ghost Plant 

The Jumboshroom

 We came to Asheville pretty unprepared, but it worked out great. We visited the Thomas Wolfe home and museum. When we got there, I admitted right away that we knew nothing about Thomas Wolfe, even though he is one of the most famous American authors. As an excuse for our ignorance, I mentioned that we grew up in Germany. Well, that excuse backfired immediately as the docent told us that for some weird reason, Thomas Wolfe was even more popular in Germany than in America during his lifetime. He managed to get himself blacklisted in Germany in the 1930’s but that’s obviously rather a badge of honor. Thomas Wolfe wrote mostly autobiographical novels. His first novel “Look Homeward, Angel” made him an almost instant star in Germany and in America….anywhere except in his hometown of Asheville. Apparently too many people in Asheville recognized themselves in his books and did not like what Wolfe wrote. The local library actually banned his books before the Nazis did. 

Rooftop Bar in Asheville , NC

After the house tour and museum, we had a very fun lunch at a rooftop bar in downtown Asheville. We met some lovely people and stayed a lot longer than anticipated and drank a little more, too. Sandra got so drunk that she agreed to come to the “Shindig on The Green” with me, which is a local tradition in Asheville, celebrating Southern Appalachian music and dance. Most other things we do on our road trips, Sandra and I enjoy about equally. Not so much “The Shindig on the Green”: Sandra is not a huge fan of fiddles whether they are Irish or Appalachian. She said it took all her strength not to cover her ears when some of the younger musicians fiddled. I thought it was a super fun, feel good party, which apparently is the definition of “Shindig”. Sandra stayed with me for two hours of fiddling, maybe because of the drinks at the rooftop bar, maybe because of tired legs from our hikes or maybe because she loves me more than she hates fiddles. I suspect it’s all three.

"Shindig on the Green" in Asheville 

Another popular activity in Asheville is tubing. What’s better than lazily floating down a river? Well, how about lazily floating up a river? At several times, the wind upstream was stronger than the current downstream, so our 2 1/2 hour tour lasted over 4 hours, making the $25 price an even better deal. 

Zen Tubing on the French Broad River 

I also want to mention something we didn’t do in Asheville, even though it’s their number one attraction. The Biltmore Estate is America’s largest private home. One of the Vanderbilts had this 250 room mansion built in the 1890s and it’s open for tours. Sounds right up our alley, right? But the admission is $80 per person and it’s just an audio tour, so I wouldn’t even be able to get my money’s worth by asking the tour guide 100 questions. We did so many fascinating house and mansion tours for a fraction of the cost that we decided to skip this one. I guess that’s the one drawback of taking these super long vacations, you got to watch your expenses a little bit. But if any of you have been there and tell us it’s worth that much money, we’d be willing to come back to Asheville some day. It sure is a very fun town in a beautiful area. Actually, if it had a more fun name, it might have become our new favorite town on the mainland, but for now that’s still Chattanooga. 

Now we just visited the cute little “RM Rose Whiskey Distillery”. Kind of a weird history: They’ve been around since 1867, but had to close when prohibition started and it took about a century for them to reopen in 2016. They only have 6 employees so far, but already make 9 kinds of whiskey. It’s another one of those places where we ‘had to’ drink to get our ‘free’ campsite. 

Whiskey Tasting at the RM Rose Distillery 

We only have a few more days before we have to get Joy ready for her winter hibernation. Then we are off to Germany before we are heading back to Maui with a quick layover in Colorado for a wedding. No detailed plans for Germany yet; other than finally seeing our families again and going to our all time favorite restaurant in the French Jura. But we hope to see some of you along the way, especially the ones willing to look at the 2,500 pictures that didn’t make it onto the blog.

This might be the last road trip blog post for a while, but hopefully, we get to do this again next year. We realize that we will never see everything in this incredibly diverse country, but we sure enjoy trying.

Aloha,

Chris & Sandra

Now we know where we want to go when the volcano blows...

 Aloha all!
when Jimmy Buffet sang “I don’t know where I wanna go when the volcano blows” two weeks ago in Nashville, we didn’t know either. We know that it’s somewhat unlikely that West Maui will ever be affected by another eruption, but just as a game, we often think about where we’d move if we had to leave Hawaii. Two weeks ago we did not know where we’d move and we also did not know when or where our road trip would end this year. Now we know all of that, but you’ll have to read the whole long post to find out…

Since the last post, we have been to four Tennessee State Parks. And I swear it’s because they are pretty, not because Tennessee is one of the very few states that does not charge any admission for their state parks. We hiked, golfed (once even well), took a boat tour and barbecued a lot. But mostly, we marveled at the waterfalls…

Waterfalls in the Rock Island and Falls Creek Falls State Parks

   

To some people’s surprise, despite our years on the road, we have not yet seen the largest ball of twine. But we have now seen the world’s largest Cedar Bucket….and it wasn’t a tourist trap at all. It was in Murfreesboro in one of these cute, local history museums off the beaten path. How off the beaten path? We got there in the afternoon and were the first ones to sign the guest book that day and I believe the admission was $3. For that, we got a long, private tour by not one, but two enthusiastic ladies. We did not only see the large wooden bucket, but also the rest of the eclectic collection. As one of the ladies put it: Whenever anybody has something old they don’t need anymore, we get it….from buckets to buildings. 

I wonder whether the largest ball of twine
would fit in the largest cedar bucket...

Up until two weeks ago, we didn’t know Jack. Then we came to Lynchburg and now we know a lot more about Jack Daniel. Hard to believe that this tiny town is where every single drop of Jack Daniel’s Whiskey is made. When you stand across from the distillery, you mostly look at trees with a few scattered brick buildings in between. No private tours here, it is a very popular destination, but they still managed to make the experience very personal. The whole town is very personable, they also have a great BBQ place, a cute historical prison museum and a very low key RV Park just a block from the main town square.

Us with our new friend Jack
at the spring he uses for his whiskey

The ironic thing about tiny Lynchburg being home to such a prestigious distillery is that it is located in a dry county. Yes, no liquor stores in Lynchburg and the bars (I think there’s only two anyway) are not allowed to pour you the local whiskey. But there are more loopholes in the liquor laws of this “dry” county than in any corporate tax law:

• Educational activities are exempt, so we were allowed to sample six whiskeys after the distillery tour
• Jack Daniel is allowed to sell “commemorative” bottles. Apparently all their bottles are commemorative and they are allowed to sell them with their original content
• Giving whiskey away for free apparently is legal, too. Every single employee of Jack Daniel gets a bottle of Jack with their paycheck each first Friday of the month
• The county law only applies to liquor, the town of Lynchburg allows beer and wine to be served.

The Jack Daniels Distillery in Lynchburg, TN

The weather is not as hot as we anticipated it to be in the middle of summer. We did have a few rainstorms, but luckily, there is plenty to see underground. Did you know that Tennessee has the most caves of all the states? About 10,000 of them! The first one we visited was the Cumberland Cavern. It has some really pretty formations and it has a huge hall where they do concerts in non-pandemic times. We will have to come back some day.

Cumberland Caverns

In case you read all the way to here, just to find out where to find us in case Haleakala erupts, here it is: Chattanooga, Tennessee! I’ll admit that part of the reason I like it so much is the fun name. But that’s not the only reason, if it were just about a fun name, we’d move to the Okefenokee Swamp in Georgia. 

The bridges over the Tennessee River in Chattanooga

Since we might not move to Chattanooga any time soon, we did a lot of the the touristy “Must Do” things:

Rock City was our favorite attraction, even though it’s slightly cheesy. It is a privately owned garden on top of Lookout Mountain in Chattanooga. Yes, it’s touristy, the waterfall is artificial and I suspect the gnomes and other fairy tale characters aren’t real either. But it’s all very pretty and whimsical. There are also great views (supposedly of seven states!) and a very good birds of prey show, presented by a bird loving couple.They had a bald eagle with only one wing. Not only did they take him in and cared for him, they even came up with a way to let him fly again: He built a special contraption and has taken him hang gliding!

See Rock City!

Our new favorite town also has a National Park Service site. Point Park would be worth a visit just for the views, on top of that we got to attend one of our beloved ranger programs and talk to some civil war reenactors, who happened to camp in the park that weekend. I'm still not sure about the allure of reenacting the civil war. But it was very interesting to talk to them. They spent two nights in the park, under fairly authentic conditions, less the battles. Quite a different camping experiences in all 1860’s clothing and equipment compared to our convenient "glamping" in Joy. 

Reenactment camp at Point Park

Of course it helps that you can get to Point Park by taking the Incline Railway. With a maximum 72% grade, it's one of the world's steepest passenger railways.

Incline Railway to Lookout Mountain

Yesterday we did a Duck Tour in Chattanooga. Actually, we learned that technically, they are DUKW Tours, since that is what these amphibious vehicles from the 1940’s are called. Fun little tour through downtown Chattanooga and on the Tennessee River. Me and some other kids even got to drive the DUKW for a bit.

Joy & a Duck

Since it’s on any “Must Do” list, we also had to go to Ruby Falls. I mean who wouldn’t want to see a 145 foot waterfall 1,120 feet below the surface? The waterfall is real, but obviously artificial illuminated. I have to admit, it looked pretty impressive, but we were equally impressed how many people they manage to push through that narrow cave passage way to get there: Over half a million people annually!

145ft Ruby Falls 1120ft underground

Of course all the pretty nature is a big part why we like Chattanooga so much. But it is also just big enough of a town to offer some of the urban amenities we enjoy. In fact, we saw a live theater play and spent a night at a brewery. Our favorite part of the town is the Tennessee Riverfront Park with great trails for walking and biking and a very cool pedestrian bridge. We rented some bikes to explore more of the park. To our surprise, we realized it’s been over two years since we last were on bicycles. But you know what they say about riding a bike: It’s just like riding a bike.

16 mile bike ride in the Tennessee Riverfront Park

We also did some research in the past ten days and found an affordable place to store Joy and affordable flights out of Atlanta to Germany in less than three weeks. That’s good news for you, too, because it means only one or two more blog posts for the time being and plenty of time to catch up before our next big road trip next year.

Aloha from Tennessee,

Chris & Sandra

Traveling without a Trace & Musings about the Music City

Aloha all,

I realize the last blog post was long enough to stretch the attention span of even the most dedicated readers, so I will try something radical and write a short post. It’s only been a week since we left “The Shoals”, how much could we possibly have seen anyway? Not much....other than the last few miles of the Natchez Trace, the Parthenon, the Grand Ole Opry, a Jimmy Buffet concert, a state capitol, two presidential homes, more plantations and civil war sites and the biggest fireworks show in the country…oh well, so much for writing a short post.

Rock carvings at Seven Springs
before rejoining the Natchez Trace

The first site on the Natchez Trace after our week in The Shoals was the impressive 'Whichahpi Commemorative Wall'. Tom Hendrix might be the most dedicated artist you have never heard of. He wanted to do something to honor his great-great-grandmother, who was forced to walk from her native homeland in Alabama to Oklahoma on the Trail of Tears. She was so unhappy in Oklahoma that she then walked all the way back to Alabama, despite all the hardships on the journey. Tom Hendrix was so impressed by this story, that he decided to build a memorial by placing one stone for every step she took. For over 30 years, he and his wife stacked 8.5 million pounds of rock, mostly by hand, creating the largest unmortared wall in America and also the largest memorial honoring a woman. Unfortunately, Tom Hendrix passed away 4 years ago, but thanks to Mr. YouTube, we still got a personal tour from Mr. Hendrix right at the site of his life’s work. He told the story how he was inspired to do this and how the process “wore out three trucks, 22 wheelbarrows, 3,700 pairs of gloves, three dogs, and one old man.” Stones are still being added to the wall today, including one stone from Indiana brought here by a German couple from Hawaii.

A very small part of the 30+ year effort of Tom Hendrix

We spent our last nights on the Natchez Trace at the Meriwether Lewis Campground. Lewis died here under mysterious circumstances in 1809, only 3 years after returning from the epic Lewis & Clark expedition. Historians argue whether it was suicide or murder. Unfortunately, even the small exhibition was closed, so we weren’t able to ask a ranger what really happened. We spent two nights here anyway, not so much to learn about Meriwether, but because the weather wasn’t so merry. But just like in Hawaii, bad weather makes for the best waterfalls…

Fall Hollow Falls along the Natchez Trace

The Natchez Trace ends on the outskirts of Nashville, our final destination on the Trace was the beautiful double arch bridge just before the northern terminus. We had been on and off the Natchez Trace Parkway for over a month by then and loved every mile of it. With its unique design and limited modern distractions, there was always a sense of calm and belonging when we came back onto the Parkway. And we were kind of nostalgic for it as soon as we left it. We might have to hit the Blue Ridge Parkway next.

Hulagirl on the last miles on the Natchez Trace

There have been three Presidents from Tennessee, all in the middle of the 19th century. Interesting useless trivia: All three of them were born in North Carolina before moving to Tennessee. First, we visited James Polk’s Home in Columbia. Now, be honest: What do you know about President James Polk? He might be the most underrated US president. He served only one term, but he added more territory to the United States than any other president…yes, more than the Louisiana Purchase and more than the purchase of Alaska. Polk did that mostly by starting a war with Mexico to add the Southwest and by negotiating with Britain to add the Northwest, thus being responsible for the whole western third of the US mainland. This fulfillment of the “Manifest Destiny” to expand the country from sea to shining sea was exactly what he had promised to do. At the Polk Home they claim that this makes him the only US president to keep all his campaign promises. In any case, his accomplishments are pretty impressive whether you agree with his policies or not. Yet most people, including Chris & Sandra of two weeks ago, know next to nothing about the guy.

Andrew Jackson's Hermitage in Nashville

The second presidential site was Andrew Jackson’s Hermitage Plantation in Nashville. Now here’s a president that should be easy to dislike: Not only did he fully support slavery, but he was also the one pushing for the Indian Removal Act, which laid the ground work for the Trail of Tears. 60,000 Native Americans were forcibly removed from their homeland, including Tom Hendrix’s great-great-grandmother. They acknowledge these atrocities in the museum at the Hermitage and on a dedicated tour about the slaves at the Hermitage, but they still hail him as a true American hero. It’s easy to judge a guy with the moral perspective of two centuries of hindsight. But it’s never that simple. For example: A little fact that doesn’t fit in with the picture of a racist, slave-owning and Indian-killing Jackson is that he adopted a native American orphan and raised him as his own son. He’s still not my favorite president, but he’s definitely in my top 45. 

Carnton Plantation in Franklin, TN

We have seen many cute towns, countless plantation homes and plenty of civil war sites. But we were still VERY impressed by the town of Franklin, which combines all of the above. I don’t think the blood stains on the floor of the Carnton Plantation alone would have impressed us that much. But our truly gifted tour guide was able to transport us back to the time when the house was used as a field hospital during the civil war. And I don’t think the bullet holes in the barn at the Carter House would have impressed us that much, if our tour guide did not describe the battle that took place there so vividly.

Bullet holes from the Civil War battle at the Carter House

Nashville proudly calls itself “Music City” and it’s easy to see why. For starters, it’s where you find the “Grand Ole Opry”, the home of America’s longest running radio show, with almost 5,000 shows in almost 100 years. We did not realize it is such a mecca for country music fans, otherwise we would have reserved our tickets for the backstage tour in advance. Only single tickets remained when we got there. Sandra had seen the original location, the Ryman Auditorium, when she was in Nashville a few years ago for a conference, so I got to see the current home and now I understand why the Grand Ole Opry is such a big deal and I even like country music a little more. Sandra also showed me the Gaylord Hotel, where she stayed during the conference…that’s a hell of a hotel even by Vegas standards!

'The Grand Ole Opry'
You know a RADIO show is popular when they need
this many seats for the studio audience!

Apparently, before Nashville was known as Music City, it was the ‘Athens of the South’. So in 1896, for Tennessee’s Centennial Exhibition, they built a full size replica of the Parthenon. The temporary model was so popular that it was replaced by a permanent version in the 1930’s. It houses a very nice Fine Arts museum and the building is in much better shape than the original in Greece, it also has much shorter lines.

The slightly newer, slightly better preserved,
less busy version of the Parthenon

We had pretty lucky timing, again: We got to Nashville for the 4th of July weekend.  We spent Saturday with Ute’s friend Suzie, who we had never met before, but we instantly felt like old friends. We even had “Kaffee & Kuchen” with Suzie’s German parents. I’m not sure whether I’m more amazed that her dad comes from the same small German town as Sandra’s dad or that her dad proposed to her mom only a couple of hours after meeting her, took her to America and they are still happily married 59 years later! We then spent a lovely evening at Suzie & Philipp’s place on a hill with a beautiful view of the 3rd of July fireworks, eating, drinking and talking with our new old friends.

Meeting old friends for the first time

On the 4th of July we went into downtown Nashville. I have never seen and heard so much live music all at once.There were about a dozen bars, clubs and restaurants on every block, with each live band loud enough to entertain the whole block by itself. Plus a huge public stage on Broadway and a few hundred thousand people on the streets. Too be honest, it all got a little bit too much. Maybe we’re just not used to crowds anymore after a year of social distancing. Luckily, the RV parking lot was right behind from where they launched the fireworks, so we could watch the fireworks show with a handful of fellow RVers and even some fellow Ultimate Frisbee players. 

The biggest fireworks show in Chrisandra history

Nashville had some leftover fireworks from last year, so they had promised the biggest 4th of July firework show in the country. Sounded like a dubious claim at first, but after seeing the show, I believe it. Definitely the biggest fireworks we have ever seen, 30 minutes of wow! It was a very special celebration, not only because it was the first post-pandemic Independence Day, but also because it marked a personal milestone for us. It seems impossible, but the math is pretty simple and I checked it twice: Sandra and I have now lived in the US for more than 10% of her entire 245 year existence! Yes, we have lived through 10% of America's history and we are working hard on learning about the other 90%.

Nashville Riverfront

The celebrations continued into the next week: Jimmy Buffet had his first big post-pandemic concert at the Ascend Amphitheater on the river front in downtown Nashville. Turns out, we are not the only ones happy to be back on the road again: Jimmy Buffet said that walking on that stage made him feel as happy as anything in his decades long career. A Jimmy Buffet concert is also very reaffirming when one of your life’s choices is moving to a tropical island. Some of his songs can make you miss Maui.

Looks like Margaritaville is
a neighborhood of Nashville, somewhere on Maui

Of course we wouldn't leave Nashville without touring the Tennessee State Capitol. It might not be as bombastic as some others, but it's very pretty and sits prominently on a hill. We had a very good tour guide, who proudly shared his knowledge about the Tennessee Capitol. However, he was a little embarrassed about one statue. Not only was this guy a confederate general, he was also the first Grand Wizard of the Ku Klux Klan. Who am I to judge, as a visitor from another state and an immigrant on top of that...but does anyone think it's appropriate to honor such a person in a state capitol? We have come a long way, but apparently there are still enough people in power in 2021 who use any possible tactic to keep this racist legacy alive in the state capitol as long as possible. But there are more and more people who want him out of there, so I am pretty sure he'll be gone by the time we come back here.

The Tennessee State Capitol
or as we call it "#28"

Without the Natchez Trace to guide us, we are not exactly sure where to go next. But since we hope to see the Smoky Mountains and our family in Germany, we are heading east for now. 

Aloha,

Chris & Sandra