So I had this whole awesome rambling rant thing planned out about creative people and how we're awesome but then we had our vacation last week and the day after we got home I came down with cold and I still have that cold and so I'm being lazy. I plan on writing that post next week but this week here's a quick little overview of Ghatlinberg and the family adventures we had there.
Last week on Monday night my dad packed up our six passenger van and Tuesday morning we all got up at around three, got dressed and crammed ourselves like sleep deprived zombies into the car. Let's just say it wasn't a very pleasant experience (neither was the trip home).
I'm not sure what I expected of Ghatlinberg but it certainly wasn't a tourist trap - I want to say town but it can't be considered one because it was so chaotic and not at all townish - crammed full of tiny shops that sold trinkets and shirts that you could easily find at Target or on Amazon. And let's not forget the hordes of people crowding the side walks and racing through pedestrian crossings. The traffic was horrible and on several occasions I was sure my dad was going to accidently hit a poor unsuspecting kid or adult or get rear ended by impatient drivers.
Not to say that the vacation wasn't enjoyable. Sure there were a few hiccups and set backs and there were plenty of whining, grumbling, frustration and arguing to go around (me included in all of that) but there were a few shining moments of fun. We had a great time in the outdoor hot tub -- we stayed in a beautiful, newly made and huge hotel -- got to go out to eat at a real sit down restaurant. We never get to do that because I have a five year old crazy person for a little brother and a nine year old little brother who's a sort of picky eater so to us that was a vacation all on it's own.
We also had some laughs goofing around on the last day of Ghatlinberg doing mini golf, we got to visit an awesome comic book store and I got a bunch of New Mutant comics to read. But the highlight -- for me anyways -- was me, my mom, and my bother Tristan hiking to the top of a mountain to see this beautiful waterfall. It was a hard climb up but so worth it and an amazing feeling to know that you got see some amazing views and climbed a mountain for goodness sakes!
That and on the second day we went on a more leisurely hike to a smaller waterfall that the little boys enjoyed. They got to talk to mountain rangers and got to see salamanders and giant crawdads. It was quite an experience.
Overall though the mountains were beautiful and inspiring and I am very glad that I go to see the Smokey's because now I have a real idea on how the mountains look for when I incorporate mountains into my stories.
Last week on Monday night my dad packed up our six passenger van and Tuesday morning we all got up at around three, got dressed and crammed ourselves like sleep deprived zombies into the car. Let's just say it wasn't a very pleasant experience (neither was the trip home).
I'm not sure what I expected of Ghatlinberg but it certainly wasn't a tourist trap - I want to say town but it can't be considered one because it was so chaotic and not at all townish - crammed full of tiny shops that sold trinkets and shirts that you could easily find at Target or on Amazon. And let's not forget the hordes of people crowding the side walks and racing through pedestrian crossings. The traffic was horrible and on several occasions I was sure my dad was going to accidently hit a poor unsuspecting kid or adult or get rear ended by impatient drivers.
Not to say that the vacation wasn't enjoyable. Sure there were a few hiccups and set backs and there were plenty of whining, grumbling, frustration and arguing to go around (me included in all of that) but there were a few shining moments of fun. We had a great time in the outdoor hot tub -- we stayed in a beautiful, newly made and huge hotel -- got to go out to eat at a real sit down restaurant. We never get to do that because I have a five year old crazy person for a little brother and a nine year old little brother who's a sort of picky eater so to us that was a vacation all on it's own.
We also had some laughs goofing around on the last day of Ghatlinberg doing mini golf, we got to visit an awesome comic book store and I got a bunch of New Mutant comics to read. But the highlight -- for me anyways -- was me, my mom, and my bother Tristan hiking to the top of a mountain to see this beautiful waterfall. It was a hard climb up but so worth it and an amazing feeling to know that you got see some amazing views and climbed a mountain for goodness sakes!
Me and Tristan at the top of the mountain with the waterfall behind us. |
That and on the second day we went on a more leisurely hike to a smaller waterfall that the little boys enjoyed. They got to talk to mountain rangers and got to see salamanders and giant crawdads. It was quite an experience.
Overall though the mountains were beautiful and inspiring and I am very glad that I go to see the Smokey's because now I have a real idea on how the mountains look for when I incorporate mountains into my stories.
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