Sep 04, 2010
Sep 30, 2010
Later on, we drug ourselves to Sugarlands Visitors Center at the entrance to the Park. After a cursory exploration of the exhibits, Brenda sat on a bench with me while Matt hiked with his Uncle Mike to a waterfall nearby. "Huh," he muttered.
"I'll show you the schoolhouse," Mike offered. "And the early cemetery." That seemed more our speed. My legs were rubber, who knew what lack of sleep would do to knees?
I must admit, a little history perked me up and made me smile.
We finally made it to the condo. Brenda and Mike had spent the morning hiking, but still, had far more energy than Matt and me. Where do you want to go? they asked. "To take a nap," Matt answered, heading for the bedroom.