A Great Walking City
If you like relatively small yet exciting cities you can walk over, let me suggest Gatlinburg,
Tennessee. Tucked at the northern gateway of the Great Smoky Mountains, Gatlinburg offers
visitors just about anything imaginable. Recently, my fianc and I spent a few hours wandering the
city's sidewalks and courts. On our walk along Parkway, the main drag, our biggest barrier was
trying not to use all our time in one place. For instance, once I entered a photography studio or
art gallery, of which there are many, I had to be coaxed out.
By the time we had marveled over the art and
craft galleries at the northeaster end of
Parkway, a huge red guitar at the front of a
stone-like building a few feet away, lured us
forward. Our tummies cried "Hard Rock."
craft galleries at the northeaster end of
Parkway, a huge red guitar at the front of a
stone-like building a few feet away, lured us
forward. Our tummies cried "Hard Rock."
On a platform just outside the
Ripley's Believe It Or Not! a
five-ton ball expended on
1/256th-inch of water lures
sightseers. Like just about
everybody passing, I had to give
the ball a push--it can be rolled
with the tap of a finger.
Ripley's Believe It Or Not! a
five-ton ball expended on
1/256th-inch of water lures
sightseers. Like just about
everybody passing, I had to give
the ball a push--it can be rolled
with the tap of a finger.
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