Mike and I are funny about traveling. We want to get out of town, but by the second day away we're ready to be back home. We like being at home. There's stuff to do there that we want to do! I missed my kitchen, that's for sure. We had a cute little kitchen at the Apple Orchard cabin where we stayed. And it had all kinds of dishes and pots and pans - and the cabin was as pretty as it could be. But something about being on vacation means that we should be out and about, not hanging out in a cabin and cooking our time away. So that's what we did - and I didn't cook at all other than oatmeal one morning. I did pack a huge fruit salad consisting of cantaloupe, blueberries, strawberries and pineapple though... just in case I couldn't find anything to eat on the way, and when I wanted a snack.
Finding food for me was a challenge at restaurants though.The first restaurant was touted as having a "great" veggie plate. We got there and the veggies included macaroni and cheese for cryin' out loud. I've never understood that. Is it a Southern thing? I dunno, but it makes no sense whatsoever. None. They did have a sweet potato and fried mushrooms. No green veggies though! So I ended up with the sweet potato which was sweetened and spiced up to the point that I couldn't even taste the potato. And the mushrooms were encrusted with a thick layer of dough. Mike and I husked them and left the hard, dry shells in a heap on the plate. I was just about to take a picture of the pile when the waitress scurried off with them. I also got a "side salad" and it was so sad. Sad, sad, sad. I tell ya, being a vegan you gotta be tough. You are a freak and the minority and most people don't care if there is anything for you to eat. Regardless, I had a great time, and the other two nights were good food-wise. I had a hummus dinner with great, ripe veggies and an Italian dish made with penne pasta, broccoli, garlic and olive oil. Simple and wonderful.
Okay, I have a few more picture of the trip... starting off with another view of the area where we were staying. The sun was setting in this one:
And a couple of pictures of yours truly at that site:
This picture shows where someone wrote "GO Lance Armstrong" when he participated in the 2004 Tour de Georgia (he won!). This was approaching the very top of Brasstown Bald. As we drove up the lower part of the mountain to get to it, there were lots of bikers riding up and up; it was astonishing the great shape they were in.There were many bikers in the area while we were there.
Look at this sign attempting to lure you inside to get a biscuit. I know I shouldn't be so mean because some poor soul probably spent a lot of time painting that picture. But... I can't help it... that biscuit looks about as appetizing as a pile of poo. My apologies to the artist.
I fell in love with this weeping willow tree as the sun was starting to set, casting a warm glow:
Here's one more shot of me on our little cabin's front porch.
And a shot of Mike at the little dock on Lake Chatuge right across from our cabin the night before we left.
And just one more shot at the scenery as we left to go home.
That's enough traveling for now.