Ever since I was wee, I've loved the mountains. And ever since my Senior Trip to Maggie Valley, NC, I've wanted to go back.
It's changed a bit in 20 years, but all the things I remember loving are still there: Sliding Rock, Grandfather's Mountain, those twisty, turny mountain roads. We ate fudge and shopped for art and got caught on a trail in a rainstorm. And when we got back to our chalet, we threw open the doors so we could listen to the jolly little creek gurgling and laughing like a two year old.
It was awesome. Completely invigorating and inspiring. And here are a few of my favorite pics: