I forgot to mention a nice little detail about our stay in Lexington. The hotel we selected was a Hampton Inn. Brand name, right? Pretty much know what to expect, right? Well …
This one was a historical building - an old plantation that had been transformed into a hotel. It was actually kind of amazing. The lobby and breakfast areas were fill of gorgeous antique furniture. Breakfast was the same old hotel food, but the environs were very nice.
The only issue came when we went into our room. Well, our bathroom, to be exact. Chris noticed some water on the floor and followed the trickle to the trash can next to the toilet. I moved the trash can, and water streamed from under the wall. Not a good thing.
I called the front desk to report the flood. She very calmly issued us a new room, and instructed me to come get a new key. Hope they had a plumber on call.
Oh, and we found Stonewall. Well, the rest of him. His tomb in the middle of the town cemetery is the town’s number one tourist attraction.
Well, as it turned out, ol’ Stonewall is not alone there. Well also found Robert E. Lee, but we couldn’t visit him. He’s in a school chapel and they were doing welcome days, so the chapel was closed to the public. Maybe next time, Rob.
From there we needed to make a quick Walmart run. The nearest Walmart, however, was about an hour away. And it just happened to be in a little larger town called Lynchburg. Hmm. Sounds familiar.
Yep. Before our Walmart run we made a Micah run. Took him to lunch at Chic-fil-a. Hey. A grandparent’s gotta eat, right? It was really good hearing about his first week of classes and the early plans he is pondering. Chris said it wasn’t quite as hard to say goodbye this time. He’s doing fine.
After Walmart Chris announced that she was done. She was ready to go home and do it by the quickest route possible. We studied the map a bit in the parking lot. Finally we settled on a general plan of direction. I waited a while before actually booking a hotel in Knoxville, but it got done in plenty of time.
That was one long stretch, though. We stopped once at the Tennessee border to walk around some. Then we HAD to stop again in Sevierville for gas. Why here? Buc-ees! Yep. That grand Texas institution snuck out of state to help us feel more at home. Thanks, Buc.
1 Thessalonians 5:16-18 says, Rejoice always! Pray constantly. Give thanks in everything, for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus.
Father, thank you for watching over this long leg of our homeward journey. It’s not over yet. Amen.
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