Forest, music, work, recon, mountains, rest, and dancing!
Lesson of the week: immediately uploading photos upon returning home is where it’s at when one is on a trip. Taking way more than one photo most days on this special occasion.
Get me anywhere mother nature with a camera in my hands and I’m hopeless. The contrast of snow and green lichen was fun. The unexpectedly cold spring break? We still made it fun.
If I were a music person, I’d know the name of the best band I saw in Nashville. Instead, I just know they were awesome… particularly their lead singer. That woman rocked the house over and over… all in jeans, a comfy t-shirt, and a sloppy pony tail. LOVE.
On a cold day in Nashville, we each found a way to make indoors awesome – me work, N shopping!
Disappointingly, the event managers for Trump’s speech in Nashville were woefully underskilled or unprepared or something. Somehow they managed never to fill a 9,700 person auditorium, despite at least that many people standing out on the sidewalk freezing and waiting to get in. Boo.
I knew the south was known for religious fervor. What I didn’t know: a baptist church every three to four miles in the Great Smoky Mountains. I shit you, not.
Thanks to Wednesday’s Trump fail, I spent St. Patrick’s day and night drinking tea, sleeping, cringing every time I swallowed, and talking on the phone. Thankfully, my host’s home was super cozy and my companions were very forgiving of my absence.
Recovered and ready to glitter the night away at an 80’s dance party! Sang and danced our hearts out. Amazing night <3
Cherokee National Forest
Great Smoky Mountains
Asheville, North Carolina