Our glasses aren’t limited to just chain restaurants. Click the control lever to the next level to filter WalMart, super markets, car dealers, and RV dealerships. Clicking the control one more time to filter all the billboards that say, “McDonald 10-minutes ahead”, “McDonalds 5-minutes ahead”, “McDonalds Next turn”, “Go Back, you missed our McDonalds”.
Today Mary did all the driving. So, I was able to observe America as she passed my window. After a few hours, the scene became a blurred of fast food, car dealers, and super walmarts. When we entered a new town I was actually disappointed when their Walmart wasn’t a Super Walmart. I have to add, the vast majority of Walmart stores we saw were Super Sized.
Our first stop was the Jack Daniel’s distillery in Lynchburg, TN. The Jack Daniel’s visitors center was modern and comfortable. High open beam ceiling and wood floors gave a county welcome. Many displays told how grain and water is turned into whiskey. The personal story of Jack Daniels life was given in an entertaining way. The factory tour lasted about 1-1/2 hours and contained all the sights, sounds, and of course, all the aromas that accompany each stage of whisky manufacturing. Lemon aide was served at the conclusion of the tour … no sampling.
We walked the four-block area of Historic Lynchburg. All the old buildings were filled with the normal tourist junk found in all “Historic” districts. Only the city name printed on the t-shirts were changed to make them so unique and special. At least the ice cream served at Princes Parlor was good.
We arrived at Chattanooga in early afternoon. Our campground, the Holiday Trav-L-Park is the first large scale RV Park that we’ve stayed at on this trip. We were assigned a spot in the very back of the campground, which worked well for us, since no one else was near. The bathroom is a bit of a hike but we found it to be clean, clean, clean. I know it isn’t new but it appears new in every way.
The afternoon was spent walking across the riverfront and Bluff area of downtown. We parking in North Chattanooga, walked across the Walnut Bridge and around the outside of the Hunter Museum, and surrounding neighborhood.
It was prom time Chattanooga. All the teenage girls were decked out in their finest. It was obvious some were walking, better make that attempting to walk, in high heels for the very first time.
Returning across the Walnut bridge, we discovered the Coolidge Park Carousal and had take a spin.
Dinner was at a little restaurant, Mama’s Italian Villa. Mary had a personal size veggie pizza and I had the Manicotti. Both were good and the restaurant had all the charm of an italian trattoria. In some ways, it reminded me of a place we had a couple meals when we were in Florance, Italy.
