so last weekend we were rested up
and ready to head home
from our little mountain getaway.
from our little mountain getaway.
it all started out innocently enough
with a wrong turn on the interstate...
(must've been the high altitude
affecting the brain)
our goal was to visit
historic jonesborough, tn,
the oldest town in tennessee.
that was the destination of many
trips with my family as I was growing up.
enter
exit 19
after realizing we had taken the wrong exit
we stopped to switch drivers.
(the teenage driver
will remain nameless)
ahh...back on the road to try out
the directions given by a local.
after driving in a very large circle, we were back at
ahh...back on the road to try out
the directions given by a local.
after driving in a very large circle, we were back at
exit 19
this time we and asked for directions
(for the second time)
and realized it was time for lunch.
this time we and asked for directions
(for the second time)
and realized it was time for lunch.
we drove a few exits down to eat.
(we knew there were a ton of restaurants here
thanks to the aforementioned incorrect directions.)
as we were getting everyone out to eat,
erin says "where's my other shoe?"
we then realized when drivers were switched at,
you guessed it,
exit 19
her shoe fell out of the van
so...miss fashionista had to wear her sister's hiking boots
(I know, I know - cruelty) to lunch
we were one happy, Spirit-filled bunch for sure,
so full of joy & love...
we piled back in & headed BACK to
exit 19
and there, in a lonely, remote parking lot,
we found the little lost sperry.
we piled back in & headed BACK to
exit 19
and there, in a lonely, remote parking lot,
we found the little lost sperry.
all was well in erin's world
we finally found the correct exit
and toured this beautiful little town
this is the restaurant where I hadmy first official "dress-up date"
in a very fancy environment
wearing a very fancy
Jessica McClintock gunne sax dress.
( I was 11 and the date was with my Dad)
a visual picture of how
poor Quinn felt at this point of the day
ahh, a little sugar to ease the stress
we were PAST ready to go home.
after driving for almost an hour,
Brian and I said almost simultaneously...
"this doesn't look familiar"
and I'm not even kidding,
at that very second we saw this
after driving for almost an hour,
Brian and I said almost simultaneously...
"this doesn't look familiar"
and I'm not even kidding,
at that very second we saw this
at least when we turned around to go the right way,
we were able to say a proper goodbye to our friend
exit 19
bottom line:
a 2 1/2 hour trip
took well over 7 hours
4 states in one day
Gracie didn't sleep
ONE wink in the van
a 2 1/2 hour trip
took well over 7 hours
4 states in one day
Gracie didn't sleep
ONE wink in the van
we need a GPS
the end
