“Aah, the googlies, they do nothing!”
The weirdest part of the drive was the next town over from the park. Not one meter more outside the park do you hit Gatlinburg, Tennessee. Considering the size, scope and overall tourist draw, one thing still had me confused: I’ve never heard of this place. Heck, now I really want to go back! It’s like the Clifton Hill (Niagara Falls, CA) of the Smokies!
First question: What are the odds of seeing Herbie twice in the same vacation? (Or apparently his offspring…?)
Or, for that matter…
Second question: I still want to know how the heck I never knew Gatlinburg existed! Star attractions like:
Guess I’ll just have to come back in the summer!
Hold on a minute.
If we’re in Pigeon Forge, then that must mean…
…omg omg omg Dollywood!
OK, so it wasn’t open ‘till late April, but still… I was CLOSE to new roller coasters. Yay?