Wrapping up here tomorrow, then off to the Smokies for a couple of days before heading back to the Land of Gnats and Humidity. Honestly, I had forgotten how great it was to sit outside, sip a cold brew, and not have to lather up with half a can of "whatever works today to keep the bugs away."
And apparently my palate is nowhere near as sophisticated as I thought, because I (we) have been impressed at every place we've visited: Nama, Preservation Pub, Suttree's, Stock & Barrel, Downtown Grill & Brewery, Market House Cafe, Blue Coast...all were very good. One thing I (we) have learned is that where we have avoided Knoxville in the past, from now on we will make it a point to spend at least a day or two in Knoxville...downtown...and within walking distance of the Square and Gay Street. Way too much fun for people of our age. Extra points for all of the dogs we met, and there were a bunch of them...all of whom were friendly and more than willing to stand there and let strangers pet them for a few minutes.
Thanks to all for the great suggestions, and we still have that list of places we didn't get to this time. We'll be back in the Smokies in May for a week, and there will definitely be a day trip to Knoxville in there. As for the fall, we will be back for a home game, and this time it will be a Thursday - Sunday trip, staying right here in the heart of the Scruffy Little City. Thanks also to the young lady at the Vol Shop at Gate 20 who told us how we could get onto the field (WOOOO), and to the crew at the Vol Shop at the Student Union (have you seen their new digs?) who patiently and cheerfully rang up a couple hundred bucks of "I've gotta have that".
There was a point...last fall....where it was one heartbreaking loss too many, and too long since I had stood in the shadow of Neyland Stadium and remembered what "being a Vol" was all about. I stood by the statue of the General today, and we talked about that. It was good to be home again. I needed that. And it's good to feel like a Vol again. I needed that as well. My suggestion to anyone who has a crisis of "Vol Faith", as I did: Find your way to Neyland...stand next to the General...read his words...and then go stare down at that field where so many young men have made our hearts swell with pride. That tingle you'll feel crawling up your arms, and then into your heart?
That's what it's all about. VFL.
God Bless to All, and Go Vols.