Day 2 found us forcing ourselves out of bed for breakfast.
Carl & I that is. Ashlan chose to stay abed until the last moment, counting on her doting parents to bring her food from the breakfast buffet.
Then on to – wait for it – wait for it …. a Baseball Game!
Atlanta Braves day game. Got there early – but limited batting practice.
So we wandered around the park and had a sausage. [One note is that as we have traveled around it has become clear that Safeco Field has more variety of food offerings than most ballparks.]
Our seats were in the front row in right centerfield. A fairly similar location to our Seattle seats. The seats were in the sun, and it was probably in the mid to high 80s. There were moments of respite when the cloud cover would come into play. We drank copious amounts of water and used up the last of our sunscreen. (Carl got pink arms – oops).
The game was fun, and fast. Braves 2 – Phillies 1. The Braves scored their second run in the bottom of the 8th, and faced only 4 batters in the top of the 9th. 2:28 was the time for the game, good for us as we were then headed to Jefferson City, TN.
Leaving Atlanta proved challenging. We did not have a good map of the area, and after waiting probably 30 minutes to get out of the ballpark parking lot, the only signs we could see were for I-75 south. But of course we wanted north. So we improvised through stop and go traffic. Finally after consulting with a neighboring car’s driver we were able to get onto I-75 north, in rush hour traffic. This was heavy and slow, but could have been much worse. We even went past an accident that had several lanes closed, and it was not a tremendous delay.
Finally after hitting Gainesville we broke free of most of the traffic. Our route followed US 441 North, I think almost until we entered the Smokie Mountain National Park, on the North Carolina side. We passed an elk feeding on the side of the road, and a few minutes later were greeted with lightning and an intense downpour. I was happy to have a vehicle in front of us to follow. The rain continued, but at a slower pace for most of the ride going up. At some point we entered Tennessee and headed down – more or less. The ride down was also dryer.
The Smokie Mountains were beautiful, and fully lived up to their name, even when the sun was poking through. There was a switchback on the way up that seemed to take you almost in a complete circle, and I commented that we were going to drive over ourselves. And then on the way down – we did. The road sign shows a complete circle, and that is exactly what you do, circling under your starting point in a short tunnel.
After coming down we had a choice to go through Gatlinburg, or take the Gatlinburg bypass. We chose the bypass as it was getting late, and we were ready to be at our destination. Part of me wanted to go through Gatlinburg to see if I could recognize our lodgings from my childhood. But I had heard that the area has changed quite a bit since then.
The only stressful part of the drive, from a directions standpoint, was our travel through Pigeon Forge. OMG. It is amazing and terrible. And long. And in the end the directions seemed to call for more turns than were necessary, and occasionally in the apparently wrong direction. Lucky for us we followed our senses, but were not sure we were right for several miles. This was the testy point of the trip, but we survived. Finally got to Rey’s place around 10 PM. He had dinner ready for us, and I am sure he was starving.