Good morning, Day Two! We slept in a bit and then rolled down to the buffet for breakfast, finding new nooks along the way. Our destination was Dollywood, and with temps estimated to be in the mid 90s, we sunscreened and hatted up.
For thirty years, I lived near the Mouse; our kids started on Magic before their first birthdays. We even had season passes. But, since moving to New York, we’ve grown to love regional theme parks. The kids love their focus on roller coasters; we love their smaller size and attention to detail. It’s like they know they’re not Disney, so they try extra hard. Staff are super nice; food is usually surprisingly good; and everything seems more affordable. So, no surprise that we loved Dollywood.
This tree situates Dollywood in the timeline of life that includes when the Grand Ole Opry began televising–but of course. All that country music turned Penn into Nosferatu.
Penn prefers non-pastel vintage.
We’ll take Dolly’s butterfly view of life with us wherever we go!
Back at the Dreammore after a steamy day, we cleaned up for dinner and again reflected on what a lovely place this hotel has made. She needs to build more resorts in other places–similarly sized, similarly welcoming, similarly filled with little nooks and tall windows. Musical acts would suddenly appear on the grand staircase or in a corner. The pool deck would erupt into a water balloon fight. Jenga games were scattered on tables in the Living and Family Rooms. Accommodations were designed for families with spacious rooms, bunks, and lots of drawers. We just loved it!