I woke this morning is a town called Mt. Juliet, Tennessee. Near Nashville, our family has enjoyed being on the road the last few days. Leaving Minnesota bright and early this past Thursday morning, we drove straight through to St. Louis. We were ready to be out of the car. We enjoyed a good dinner out and then went back to the hotel for a swim. The "heated pool" made us long for a non existent hot tub. We all were more than happy to fall into a deep sleep that evening. After breakfast at the hotel and a mandatory Starbucks stop, we drove to the Illinois side of the river and enjoyed the Gateway Arch from top of an amazing three tiered ramp. It was a beautiful park and we took our time before getting back on the road.
Once on the road, we headed to Nashville. We thought it would take us less than 5 hours, but we were greatly slowed by multiple accidents on the freeway. Once in Nashville, we drove around a bit, briefly enjoyed a few sites and then headed to the hotel and out to dinner at Cheddar's. Now, my family usually enjoys this restaurant in the southern states. It was not a great experience. Our meals took forever, my drink wasn't great, our waiter was actually rude when I questioned the small portion of the dinner portion of crap salmon I was served, my daughter was disappointed with her meal and Zach wasn't interested in it at all. We tried. At least we had dinner in us. We headed back to the hotel and enjoyed a wonderful swim in a quiet perfectly heated pool. A quite evening of cards and a movie before heading to bed.
As we woke bright and early today, we packed up, ate breakfast again at the hotel an headed to Starbucks for our mandatory visit.
Now on the road to Gatlinburg and The Smoky Mountains, we are enjoying a peaceful drive and the beautiful rolling hills and trees. So excited to spend this week in the mountains at an Airbnb. And even more excited to meet our best friends there. We have missed our friends as we haven't seen them since February. The 8 of us haven't all been together since last summer when they came to Minnesota for a visit. We then traveled to Stockholm, WI together for a nice stay at The Refuge.
This week will be filled with great conversation, excellent food, lots of games played, walking and exploring, admiring God's creation, swimming and more great conversation as we catch up on each other's lives. I can't wait to hug our friends. To love on them and hug them again.
Our kids are as excited as we are. Vacation may commence....now.
I may have been told more than once that I talk too much. So to spare my family and friends much turmoil, this blog was created. Tales of Wonder. Tales of Woe. Often of heartache and love. Stories about my special needs son and my spunky daughter. Moments of Joy and Hope and stories about what I would do differently if given the chance. Stories that only I can tell. Here you find a little of everything. And you will want to return for more.
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