Sunday, June 28, 2009

Searching and recovering from mistakes.

We were up and eating breakfast by 9 and on the road by 10. We drove some back roads looking for the museum in Bristol. We followed our GPS even though it took us the opposite way from what I thought we should have gone. I asked it to take us the least use of freeways. We were content because the drive was beautiful through the Virginia mountains. We arrived it Bristol and I saw a Best Buy. I decided to stop and look at cameras. We had already missed some good pictures from the trip yesterday. After talking to a “Geek”, we decided it would be more cost effective to buy a new one than to repair the old one. So we did. We had to charge the battery and plugged it into our inverter made for the car. We drove to a park and found a picnic table for our picnic. To our surprise it was in a place setting up for a bluegrass festival. We had only 20 minutes or so to eat. The people were kind to let us stay. We went on searching for the museum commemorating where recording country music began. The “Crooked Road of Country Music” had no directions or addresses. We found someone who knew it was located in a mall. We went there and enjoyed hearing the woman tell some of the history of the Carter family. We also went shopping and bought me a pair of shorts. We left there, programmed the GPS and drove off toward Hiltons. I made a wrong turn and we were lost. I reprogrammed and again selected least use of freeways. We were led through some of the most primitive roads I have ever driven. We went up mountains on gravel roads. We must have driven 15 miles before we were reunited with pavement. Evelyn was disturbed and concerned we would get stuck in the hills. I was only mildly concerned but was glad when we finally found our destination--The Carter Fold. We took what was left of our packed food into the theater and watched the Larkin Family perform while large crowds clogged to many of the songs. We danced a few waltzes and continued to be amazed that so few people recognize a waltz and can’t dance to one. We met some interesting people again and enjoyed meeting them. We sat beside a couple from Waynesville! We returned to the motel we stayed in Thursday and had a nicer room.

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