This evening we were to stop in Tifton, GA. Not much to see in this town, as it seems to be all TT, trackter trailer that is. However, the drive in provided some very interesting sights. Billboard after billboard...it was all about the "Georgia Pecans", "Firecrackers", "Buffet", and even a variety of adult themed shops with "Truck Parking in Rear". Georgia has it all...with just these, use your imagination.
A quick stop at roadside stand for some local honey. I couldn't resist when I saw what I was getting for $17, I know, the most I've ever paid for the stuff. How could I say, "No"? The man was a darling and the honey came in a glass jar still with comb.
Still needing to replenish the cooler, we decided to stop for a bag of salad greens, and perhaps some pasta for dinner. We stopped at yes, another grocery store, and it was flat out G-H-E-T-T-O, it wreaked of it, and we just didn't trust the sign outside that said fresh ground beef. Looking at it, I think there was a layer of dust on the packaging. So, we have the pasta, got the sauce, now searching for the salad greens...the only greens they had were collard greens. I'm not saying anything further about that, but we ended up getting a can of French cut green beans, for our veg this evening. * * *
The morning is crisp, and the sound of TT was all about, which I awoke to. Our continental breakfast was an interesting spread of instant oatmeal, instant grits (we were in the South for sure), cold cereal, but the milk wasn't cold, mini muffins, toast, and yes, plastic flatware and styrofoam. What timing, as we are dining, the health inspection agency shows up. Two women with their clipboards are thoroughly examining the breakfast bar and the first thing they say to the lurking owner behind them, "Milk's gotta be on ice...kept cold." We both thought that it was odd to be conducting such a thing with people still dining - I guess they were over confident...like hey, nothing to worry about. Suggestion, chill the milk.
Again, we had the dog sitution. Thinking that we were in the clear, this time we were the over confident ones, a housekeeper sees me walking our dog. The maintenace guy comes out and says that a $10 charge must be added (but they didn't have our credit card since we booked through Expedia). He explained that since we had a dog in the room it would be more work for them as, "(They) have to now change the sheets, wash the pillows, vaccuum the room..." So, this wasn't standard?! WHAT THE F#*%???
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On the way to Pigeon Forge, Tennesse nothing really to see, but junk souvenir shops, billboards galore and even a few that say KFC Buffet. KFC Buffet??? REALLY??? Because one heart attack isn't enough, please endulge and have multiple, at a single payment of $7.95.Now with KFC in mind, I was lickin' my lips for some fatty food tonight!
