Summer before last the Family spent a few days in the Smoky Mountains. Near the bottom of the park are a few great little towns making a few bucks from the tourists and artsy types. One was Sylva, North Carolina. Gorgeous, small, quiet. Made me think about having a mid-life crisis, selling everything, opening a cheese shop and growing a beard. Why cheese? Apparently that is what you do, open a business that does something you know nothing about but like a lot and then sell it for a huge mark up to the know-nothing tourist that are itching to partake of something regional. At least that seemed to be the large chunk of transplant residents.
Lucky for the tourist, most of the buildings lining main street were the early twentieth century store fronts that have always been there. Many still had the old ads still wearing off the side of the brick on the side streets. It is worth the trip. Well, the mountains are worth the trip, the towns are a great excursion. We will be back soon. I hope.
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