I love to travel. Well, let me tell you a little secret about myself; I hate to travel, but love being other places. Perhaps I should invent a teleportation device, because I hate being in the car, I hate getting onto a plane, I hate the time it takes to get to places, but the places? I freaking love the places.
So, my problem solving self searched our usual route to Hilton Head Island and found somewhere half way through the 12 hour drive to stop. That placed just happened to be Bryson City, NC. We only spent a part of a day there, but we will be back for sure. It's a little river town tucked away in the heart of the Smokies and home to lots of waterfalls. Like this one:
It wasn't so painful to get back in the car and finish the drive after hiking trails in the Smoky Mountains, enjoying the perfect weather under the shade of these trees, and skipping rocks in the creeks, like this one:
In this little river town you can rent tubes and float down the creeks from adorable, legitimate general stores like this one:
There are horses on the small country roads that are literally within arm's reach from the car like this beautiful one:
They also have the cutest little downtown area with specialty shops, the Great Smoky Mountain Railroad, and they even have a Bojangals. Riley ate two portions of their dirty rice along with her chicken and biscuits; a record for her food consumption in one sitting.
Brandon and I decided that we will be back for a weekend and spend it in the little cabins they have along the river. I wouldn't say it was the best part of our trip to Hilton Head this time, because it wasn't even in Hilton Head, but it was definitely one of my favorite parts of the week.