Bye, bye...

After a full day of laundry, "doing" the last of the thrift stores, picking through my sister's discards, convincing John to pack all my "finds" (even though he's not coming home empty handed either), and enjoying last minute company and good food with my mother and sister including (true confessions) ice cream twice in one day, we caught a few quick winks and headed off well before dawn this morning.

The destination - Natchez Trace Inn at the state park in Tennessee. I called in the afternoon to make a reservation and was told they had plenty of room but the desk closed at 8:00. We arrived at 7:15 to a beautiful facility but dark, locked and deserted. NOT what we were anticipating at the end of a long driving day. Soooooo, back in the van we drive on to Hurricane Mills. Loretta Lynn lives just down the road and has a dude ranch but somehow John just wasn't up for any more excitement so we're staying in a motel of MY choice (not the $29.95 version John spotted when we took the exit).