

My Knoxville experience was interesting. I spent part of the day in World's Fair Park where I wrote in my journal and played with little kids in the fountain that was like a huge sprinkler. I was overwhelmed by it when I was in the middle, there was soooooo much water coming at me from everywhere! I'm sure all the kids parents thought I was a creepo that was going to kidnap their child.
After drying off from that, I meandered around town, finally ending up in a public library. I wanted to figure out what to do in the city. Come to find out, I'd driven halfway across town to the library when all that morning I was RIGHT beside "Old City" and the happening part of town! My host even told me about it and I forgot! It turned out great though because by the time I learned about Old City it was after 6 p.m. and I quickly figured out that parking was free city-wide in the parking garages after 6. I got to walk around the square and down Gay Street where lots of cool people were hanging out.

When it started raining I sat on the steps outside the East Tennessee History Museum, which would have been a cool way to spend the afternoon if I had found it earlier! I Googled information about Hank Williams Sr. and his death. I'd heard some people discussing Hank while I was at the Ryman in Nashville and they mentioned Knoxville, Farragut and something about Hank dying at a hotel and his body being shoved in the back of a car for that drive through West Virginia. I'm still curious about that, I'd like to find out more. I also saw the hotel he stayed in while in Knoxville, but I was only able to drive past it. By the way, Tyler will correct this story for me, I'm sure! ;)
Back to the story: Abby put me in touch with her friend Will who was a great guy with an awesome rescue dog named Oscar. We talked about a lot of things, he fed me pizza that night then eggs in the morning and we had a nice time. I got him excited enough about couch surfing that he signed up while I was there!

I wish that the next day I spent exploring Old City, but instead I headed toward Asheville. It actually turned out great because if I hadn't left when I did, I may have missed the beautiful sights while driving along the Smoky Mountains. It was amazingly beautiful! I listened to some great music on a CD I thought was blank, enjoyed the trees that were soooo green, and driving on that curvy road was a lot of fun. I am so glad that someone was courageous enough to brave going over those mountains so that I would have the opportunity to do so with ease and safety. Remind me, I'll tell you how I've been feeling about early settlers later.
I regret not realizing that the Cherokee
Indian reservation that I wanted to see was SOUTH of
Asheville, not NORTH and by the time I figured it out, I would've had to back-track an hour or more in order to get there. I'll put
Biltmore, the Cherokee reservation and Old City Knoxville on my vacation list for later.

After exploring some of
Asheville (not much) I made my way to
Mekenzie's in Charlotte. I stopped at a roadside rest and did my best to clean and organize my car. The little vacuum that plugs into the cigarette lighter is a girls best friend! I stopped for gas; $2.69 this way, and of course got turned around trying to find
Mekenzie's apartment. Thankfully not terribly and it was the shortest amount of time I've spent lost so far!
hahaMekenzie and I used to work together at the library and we haven't seen each other in a long while. She and her boyfriend were so funny and easy to get along with. They took me to a little market to hang out we chatted until really late. Now I'm waiting on her to get off work to see what new adventure awaits!