In our PG-13 version (due to language, adult themes, and brief nudity [kidding about that last one]), the heroics were provided entirely by yours truly in the Trivial Pursuit arena, a board game thrashing that only partially made up for my incredible display of ineptitude when I was unable to properly operate the oven. An EVIL oven, you ask? Nope. Just an oven, and not a particularly tricky one at that. So despite my rocking the trivia, they still think I'm an idiot. Which I clearly am.
The weekend was concieved as a way for six or eight of our most beloved friends to get together on neutral yet scenic ground and enjoy food, drink and hot tub with a little nature thrown in for redemption. Unfortunately, by "beloved friends" I mean people waiting for something else to come up so they can do that instead, so it was just the four of us having a relaxing time in the mountains and making the most of the food, drink and hot tub.
The weekend was beautiful and warm and we took a hike in the Smokies to Abrams Falls, a place where people with tucked-in shirts and white shoes like to go because it's "pretty" and "outside." They also bring their kids. No really, it's a nice walk, just a bit on the crowded side.
We stayed up past 1 a.m. both nights, a first for me since probably the last time we hung out with Chris and Meaghan, and a fact that tells you I am both old and boring. No evil spirits came out of the woods to eat our souls, nobody lost any limbs, and we put a good dent in the bottle of vodka I brought. It was a good weekend. Thanks to C and M for making the trip up from GA. Enjoy some photos.
Nice little view, ample seating, fake hanging plant: cabin must-haves.
The game piece that would conquer all, despite being forced to settle for blue rather than my traditional yellow.
Requisite driving picture: the slow crawl along the Cades Cove Loop Road.
Keep in mind it's March, there are about 50 people around wearing sweatshirts and long pants, and the water is probably 45 degrees. This guy just had to do it anyway. Twice, in fact. Dumb ass.
Cool kids like the nature. They also have an inexplicable fondness for Smirnoff Ice Wild Grape. Go figure.