So, Bekah and I are finally getting a chance to take a mini-vacation this weekend! We are headed to Gatlinburg, TN otherwise known as the Redneck Riviera. The thing is, we won’t be staying in Gatlinburg. We are actually going to be staying in a log cabin closer to Sevierville, TN. I surprised her with it and the response was everything I had hoped it would be. We can not wait until Saturday when we take the kids down to Granna’s and head back up to Bell Buckle, TN to see A Midsummer Night’s Dream at the first annual Tennessee Shakespeare Festival! (My friend Lane Davies is both directing and playing Oberon and several of my students at MTSU are in the show.) Then, Sunday it’s off to the Smokies!
For a thousand different reasons, it’s been nearly three-and-a-half years since we’ve been able to go on a vacation, let alone have any time to ourselves away from the house. Sure, they’ve taken a couple of week-long trips to Granna’s in the past, but Bekah and I would just come home and do anything but relax. We’d do the major chores that needed doing or cleaned up the kids’ rooms. Those of you with kids will certainly understand. Those of you without, let that be a warning to you.
Anyway, I wanted to share with you some of the pictures from the Maples Ridge Cabin Rentals website. These are the shots of the cabin we have rented! By the way, the prices were right and the people were fantastic on the phone!
Be on the lookout late next week. I’ll be posting updates about our experience and some more pictures from our trip (at least, the ones I can).







June 30th, 2008 at 1:23 pm
OOHHHHH. That’s me moaning because Bryan and I took our honeymoon in Gatlinburg and MY MOST FAVORITEST THING was the hottub on the deck. SO AWESOME.
Enjoy it. It will be fabulous.
June 30th, 2008 at 2:54 pm
Thanks! This is going to be the longest week ever. EVER.
July 1st, 2008 at 6:28 am
Isn’t Panama City Beach the Redneck Riviera? Gatlinburg should be the Redneck Alps. . . then again it’s not alliterative.
July 1st, 2008 at 8:10 am
I’ve heard that phrase used for about 10 different “tourist trap” type places all over the South. Hey, if the shoe fits…
Also, I ain’t complainin’. Nary a bit.