Last weekend, Matt & I planned a lovely escape to the mountains.
We found a deal through Travelzoo for a Golf & Spa Resort in Waynesville, NC.
The timing worked out perfect since the heat wave has passed
and I have been feeling much better in the second trimester.
Our Travelzoo voucher was good for a Sunday and Monday night stay,
so Matt did some digging and found a cute little log cabin for Friday & Saturday night.
The cabin he found was perfect with a lovely view of the mountains.
It was a great way start to our extended weekend vacation.
The highlight of the cabin was the outdoor hot tub on the patio.
Matt didn't know hot tubs are a no-no for pregnant women,
though it still felt great to dip my legs.
We were able to relax, read, and play some Trivial Pursuit.
By the time Sunday rolled around,
Matt & I were ready for some pampering and luxury in our Golf & Spa Resort.
We had plenty of time, so we drove through the Great Smokey Mountains NP.
We stopped at
Clingmans Dome and walked the half mile trail to the top.
The trail proved to be quite steep and difficult for this pregnant lady.
If it weren't for all the elderly couples also on the hike,
I may have thrown in the towel before reaching the top.
There's something about active elderly people that make you suck it up and push on.
We had a beautiful day and the up-hill hike was well worth it.
We had a clear views of the national park in North Carolina and Tennessee.
We passed Chimney Tops along the way.
Matt told me about his experience hiking to the top on a previous trip.
I decided I wasn't up to the challenge.
(This trail was much steeper than the last one).
After all the curvy mountain roads, I started to feel a little nauseous.
We stopped for lunch in Townsend, TN.
Matt decided to take an alternate route back through the mountains.
He assured me it would be quicker and less curvy.
He was very wrong.
We ended up on Highway 129.
It turns out, this is a famous section of highway called The Tail of the Dragon.
It is used by motorcycles and sports cars because of the hairpin curves in the road.
318 curves in 11 miles - to be exact.
We had to pull over often for motorcycles trying to get around us.
There were guys with cameras on the side of the road
taking pictures for people to buy (much like pictures taken on a roller coaster).
This was not a good route for a nauseous pregnant lady.
I was relieved to reach the freeway and get to our luxury resort.
Unfortunately, our luxury resort was not so luxurious.
We went to check-in and reminded the front desk about our dog Lucy.
(We were told over the phone that bringing our dog would not be a problem.)
What we weren't told is that by bringing our dog,
we would have to stay in the nasty pet building of their "resort".
It was bad.
I have stayed in a much nicer Motel 6.
It was basically a "pay by the hour" dump situated on a golf course.
We immediately propped open doors on each end to air out the musky smell.
The bedspreads, carpet, lighting and window fixtures
hadn't been updated since the 80's.
The 19" tube TV added to the 80's ambiance.
If this was the feel they were going for - they nailed it.
We made the decision to cut our losses and check-out the next day.
That night and the following morning,
we were serenaded by German shepard police dogs.
Oh, did I forget to mention there were about a dozen police officers
also staying at the "Golf & Spa Resort" with their K-9's?
We ate breakfast the following morning and signed up for a 10:15 tee time.
The course was nice. I'll give them that.
After playing a full round we hopped into the truck,
and never looked back.