Well, yes. The long weekend turned out to be memorable. The second road trip in America, not a very long drive like the previous one, more people, well organized and that translated to some nice time.
The highlight was white water rafting. Some real good fun it was.
I never knew Gatlinburg was a prominent destination. The place is buzzing with tourists and downtown Gatlinburg resembled Brigade road of Bangalore in every sense. The size, the parking areas, the crowd, the shops, the sidewalks etc. And to fool you further, the place is full of Indians. If the Cherokee tribes/Indians lived in these mountains centuries ago, it’s us Desis swarming the place right now as tourists. I didn’t even see so many Desis on Times Square. Every second I would see a Desi. S and I came out of an American restaurant and heard an elderly man telling his kid, ” Saapadlama pa, ulle po, po, Saapadlan(Shall we eat, go inside, we’ll eat)”. ROFL, we went right there. Families, newly married couples, couples with kids, grad students like us et al. I also got a strange feeling that all the good (looking) Indian girls are taken. Are they? :-?
The hiking trails took almost half the day. You have a destination in mind and you go on and on and on, wondering how the hell are you going to make it back. But then, the return journeys turn out to be a lot easier. It’s all in the mind, I guess.