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Tennessee, here I come!

Y'all know it doesn't take much to get me excited.  Just look what came in the mail yesterday!!



I love travel guides.  When we took our first trip out west, long before we had computers or iPhones, we had a box full of travel guides that I had sent for in the mail months before our vacation.  They were well worn by the time we started on our trip.  We kept all the guides in a metal file box.  On the trip, our baby boy, who was probably 8 or 9 then, sat in the front seat and proclaimed himself the 'Great Navigator".  We didn't even dream that one day we would travel with a GPS or with a phone small enough to hold in our hands that could access any information we needed.  Even so, I still love my travel guides.  I spend hours poring over them; I certainly do not want to miss anything.

And what's not to love about Tennessee?  There is music from Memphis to Nashville to the mountains in the east.  There is the Mississippi delta and the Cumberland Plateau and my beloved Smoky Mountains.  I must not forget roots:  I was born in Hardin County, Tennessee, and always think of myself as a Tennessean.



There are lots of special celebrations this year because it is the 150th anniversary of the Civil War, and the 175th anniversary of the Trail of Tears.  Because we live on Tennessee's doorstep, a lot of things can be done in day trips or weekend trips.  Get ready, lil' sis, I'm making a list.


Sometimes, people ask me how I knew about a festival, or how was I able to find such interesting stuff to do.  Here's your answer.  You can get one of your own at tntourism.com.

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  1. lil red henFebruary 7, 2013 at 1:33 PM

    Aww - now this is where we differ - I don't travel. If I could just wriggle my nose and be there, see the sights and be back home - maybe. lol

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    1. Faith, Folklore, and FriendsFebruary 7, 2013 at 7:59 PM

      Charlotte, I could go somewhere every week if I could afford it and didn't have other obligations. I will have to admit that my bones don't take it as well as they used to! :)

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