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Hamilton County

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  • Day74

    Day 74 - Stormy 4th of July

    July 4, 2019 in the United States ⋅ ⛅ 33 °C

    Happy 4th of July.

    We decided to miss paying $15 each for breakfast & checked out of the hotel just after 10.00am. We put the luggage in the car & walked back down to down town Nashville. We stopped at McDonalds, but weirdly they didn’t do the normal breakfast, just the all day versions with egg & cheese. We didn’t bother.

    We continued down Broadway, where Police & Security Officers were everywhere. The road behind the stage was closed so we cut down through a car park on to Demonbreun St, then passing the Music City Center & the Country Music Hall of Fame. We turned onto 3rd Avenue South & to our destination, The Johnny Cash Museum. It was busy, but we queued up & paid our $19 admission, then got lucky because we & a couple of others were ushered through a side entrance to reduce the queue.

    The Museum was a bit on the small side, but it was good, particularly if you are a fan of Johnny Cash as we are. There was lots of memorabilia & film footage, including a version of him performing Ragged Old Flag, which seemed appropriate on this day.

    We did however feel that we had seen a lot of it before, either at Folsom Prison, Sun Studios or at the Memphis Rock n Soul Museum. The Museum had lots of interesting facts though about Mr Cash, including the fact that he sold over 100 million records & recorded over 1500 songs during his career.

    As we approached the exit there was a chair that he was sat on when he made the video recording in 2003 of ‘Hurt’, just seven months before he died. A screen above the chair played the haunting video. (It is on YouTube). It was a very moving & solemn end to our Museum visit which had taken about 90 minutes.

    We walked back out into the searing heat & up Broadway, without being stopped. The bars on Broadway were already full of revellers & bands were entertaining them. We managed to blag a souvenir fan & we walked up to the big stage where people were already gathered & settled for the day & evening.

    We decided to head back to our car and were amused to see that security were searching & frisking everyone entering Broadway from one entrance, but apparently not at other entrances. Doh!

    We walked against a tide of of red, white & blue clad slightly overexcited individuals. The only people that were heading the same way as us were the homeless & the nutters that presumably had been evicted from their normal haunts.

    We stopped for sustenance in McDonalds, it was now lunchtime. We had a burger, but didn’t hang about because the nutters were taking over. We walked via the ‘Musica’ Statue to our car & set off. As we pulled out of the car park it started to spit with rain. We hit Interstate 40 by which time it was a deluge. Many vehicles pulled over, but we ploughed on amongst the chaos of next to no visibility. Our thoughts went out to all those people on Broadway, hee hee hee!

    We arrived at Grand Ole Opry House, which is a Country Music venue that hosts all the major stars & award ceremonies & is dubbed the ‘Country’s most famous stage’. Since 1974 it has been the home of Grand Ole Opry, a weekly live Country Music concert on radio & is "The Show That Made Country Music Famous." With thunder & lightning crashing around we made a dash from the car, took a few photos, visited the shop, used the loo, then dashed back to the car.

    We could have taken a Back Stage Tour, but it was $29. We don’t like Country Music that much!

    As we drove away from Nashville on Interstate 24, the weather changed for the better, so much so that we pulled over & put the top down. It was now back in the 90s.

    120 miles later, we crossed into the State of Georgia for just 1.7 miles, less than 2 minutes, before Interstate 24 took us back into Tennessee. We stopped at Lookout Valley to assess it as a possible place to stay for the night....it would do as a last resort.

    We then headed into Chattanooga & cruised around looking at our options. There didn’t seem to be a central down town area apart from a few bars near the Chattanooga Choo Choo Hotel, which didn’t have any vacancies. Parking was an issue & we had to parked some way away. We walked back to the Chattanooga Choo Choo Hotel & wandered around a side street, that was having a street party, complete with band due to play later. We decided to have a token drink until we realised that Jackie had left the purse in the car. That was that then!

    We entered the Chattanooga Choo Choo Hotel, which is a converted Railway Station. Behind were some of the old trains & gardens. A few photos later we were done & it was around this time that we realised that we were in a different time zone & it was now 7.50pm!

    We rushed back to our car, had an argument about where to stay & finally returned to Lookout Valley. We checked into the Super 8, then rushed out to the Cracker Barrel, looking forward to bite to eat & more importantly a nice beer. They didn’t sell alcohol, so we settled on limitless Lemonade & Jackie order Southern fried chicken, while I ordered a grilled chicken salad, honestly!

    My salad was lovely, but Jackie’s was so enormous it was off putting. She appeared to have a whole chicken, hacked into 5 hunks, then thickly battered, as well as a whole corn on the cob, mash potato, a muffin & a scone. Jackie couldn’t face it, so I very chivalrously swapped with her.

    Now about 9.00pm, we drove to Walmart for beer, wine & a bit of chocolate. Upon returning to our motel, a firework display had started just the other side of the fence, so we sat in the car park & drank a beer. We know how to celebrate!!

    Song of the Day - Independence Day by The Comsat Angels.

    Bonus Song of the Day :-

    Ragged Old Flag by Johnny Cash
    Hurt by Johnny Cash (preferably the video version)
    Chattanooga Choo Choo by Glen Miller
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  • Day3


    September 16, 2019 in the United States ⋅ ☀️ 27 °C

    Von Atlanta fuhren wir Nordwestlich n den Bundesstaat Tennessee, genauer nach Chattanooga. Dort bestaunten en wir den tiefsten Wasserfall der USA, Ruby Falls., 300 Meter unter der Erde.
    Naja nur Mawe konnte ihn bestaunen Martina musste aufgrund Ihrer Platzangst passen.
    Danach noch in die Rock City, ein schön angelegter Feksengarten mit herrlicher Aussicht auf 7 Bundesstaaten.
    Zum Abschluss checken wir in Chattanooga im Choo Choo Hotel ein.
    Ein alter Bahnhof der zum Hotel umgebaut wurde.
    Unser Zimmer ist ein alter Waggon.
    Morgen geht's zu Jack Daniels nach Lynchburg.
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  • Day3

    Choo Choo Hotel

    September 16, 2019 in the United States ⋅ ⛅ 35 °C

    Anbei noch die fehlenden Bilder vom Choo ChooHotel

  • Day0


    May 23, 2019 in the United States ⋅ ⛅ 28 °C

    Our first stop was Chattanooga to visit family and join the Rao's Landcruiser Rally. It was nice to spend time with my sister Pat and to be with her whole family Thursday night. We had lots of fun and laughs sightseeing with our RV friends (Rao's, Basile's, and Orchard's). We even got Dick to ride the Incline to the top of Lookout Mountain!Read more

  • Day10

    Nashville to Chattanooga

    June 16, 2017 in the United States ⋅ ⛅ 23 °C

    The drive today was not as long as some days so we could be a little more leisurely, but the main highlight was going to be a visit to the Jack Daniel’s Distillery. Negotiating some of the complicated highway junctions out of Nashville proved particularly testing this morning, but the other drivers were patient and we were soon in heavy traffic. This eased when we turned off onto ordinary roads which became increasingly countrified, until we arrived at the tiny town called Lynchburg where whiskey has been made, off and on, since1884, although it seems that there were extensive periods when production ceased due to prohibition and WW2.

    The distillery is tiny as is the site. Visitor tours are obviously a money maker for the company and are very well organised. Our excellent young guide was clear and entertaining and proceeded to do most of the tour walking backwards while talking to us, a feat which made him audible to everyone. Bussed up to the top of the site, we first saw an eight storey barrel house where the oak barrels full of whiskey are matured for six or more years. Then we walked down past the place where they produce the charcoal which is used later to filter the whiskey, the original water source, Jack’s original office containing the safe which may (or may not depending on the historian) have been the cause of his demise, the mashing plant where the grain is fermented and a sort of beer produced, the still house where the liquid is distilled, the filtration house where the ‘moonshine’ is passed through 10 feet of charcoal and the bottling plant where much of the work is still carried out by hand. At the end were given a taste of five whiskeys, mainly single barrel and the variation was amazing and not altogether pleasant for either of us. The one I did like was $100 a bottle, so I left it on the shelf.

    Strangely, the distillery is in a ‘dry’ county so they are allowed to make the stuff but not sell it locally. As something like 250,000 visitors come to the site however, they are a huge money spinner for Tennessee so they have made an exception and certain whiskeys can be purchased in the visitors centre. It was surprising that all the Jack Daniel’s worldwide is produced here. It did not look big enough.

    The story is told that JD used to come into work late as he had two saloons to look after at night, so usually someone else opened the safe. One morning he came in early and needed something out of the safe but could not remember the combination. In his angry frustration he gave the safe a mighty kick, broke his big toe but did not seek medical assistance. His injury turned gangrenous and they had to amputate his foot. Over the next few years, they amputated more and more until he passed away in 1911 from complications. There is an obvious moral to this story and it makes a good tale for a tour, but later biographers say it is not true, although he did die from blood poisoning.

    Moving on, we headed back to the interstate but tried to keep to more normal and more interesting roads where possible. We stopped for lunch at a small sushi restaurant in the middle of nowhere (although everywhere here seems to be in the middle of nowhere). I ordered a plate of 7 pieces of sashimi which came with a bowl of rice. The fish wasn't the best but it was ok - tuna, salmon and a white fish, but imagine my surprise when I realised that there also two pieces of crab stick! I don't like it much normally but I have never seen it served as sashimi before.

    The journey went from generally quite flat to increasingly hilly and then as we approached Chattanooga it became more mountainous. The city is not large and is nestled on a bend of the wide and slow flowing Tennessee River, surrounded by tall, forested hills. We made our way straight to the Dwell Hotel and after checking in and recovering for a while, we set out to have a walk around but it was so ferociously hot, especially in direct sun, that we did about two blocks and then returned to the hotel for a drink in the nicely air conditioned bar. The hotel, only refurbished a year ago, has been decorated in an authentic 1950/60s style and many items and much furniture are original. Decoration was minimalist and very light and the whole was very effective.

    We booked dinner at the St. John’s restaurant about half a mile away and walked there as the sun was setting and heat declining a little. We had a very good upscale ‘southern’ meal but it was more sugary and salty than we are used to: icing sugar liberally sprinkled on a pork belly starter was rather a shock and a salt glaze on the bread and liberally sprinkled over the halibut was rather too much for a British palate, but there is something very enjoyable about experiencing other people’s food. We did have a very good New Zealand white though.

    Afterwards we walked back to the hotel and had a very interesting historical and political conversation with the two thoughtful young guys behind the desk, one of whom had done a journalism course and the other had studied at St. Andrews in Scotland. It was a very revealing but maybe quite a slight view of American life for young people, and these guys were well educated. We came away feeling that it was quite hard for them to make their way. For instance the guy who had studied in the UK is about to turn 26, at which point he will drop off his parents’ health insurance. Unless he pays $500/month, he will be uninsured. On his pay and with his student debts to repay, he cannot afford it on his salary of $20,000/year.
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  • May11

    Nashville topt alles !

    May 11, 2019 in the United States ⋅ 🌧 23 °C

    Wir haben unsere zweite Heimat gefunden...NASHVILLE !
    Leider durften wir sie nur eine Nacht geniessen. Aber was für eine! Nachdem wir angekommen sind, ging es mehr oder weniger direkt ins Down-Town. Zuerst Essen ( mit Geburtstagstörtchen und Ständchen von der Band für Stefan...siehe Video) einige Bierchen und dann den Boulevard erkunden. Wirklich überall Live-Musik mit offenen Fenstern, viel Folk und Super-Stimmung. Wir wollten eigentlich nicht ins Hotel zurück, aber wir mussten ja, denn es ging heute schon weiter nach Chattanooga. Leider hat unser Geburtstags-Kind irgendwie die Zimmernummer vergessen und irrte in tiefer Nacht durch das Hotel. Mit Verzögerung und Hilfe von der Reception fand er dann doch noch sein Nestchen.
    Heute waren wir unterwegs noch in der Jack Daniels Destillery in Lynchburg, wo wir eine deutliche Pro-Trump Stimmung zur Kenntnis nehmen mussten. Entsprechende Fotos folgen noch. Wir sind mit erneuter Zeitumstellung um 18h in Chattanooga angekommen.
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  • Day8

    Day with Family

    June 25, 2017 in the United States ⋅ ⛅ 21 °C

    Spent the afternoon with the Smith and Penny families at Coolidge Park, got Clumpies ice cream, walked across the river bridge, and ate hot dogs at the park (cold, as Anna had a little trouble with the coals:) A friend of theirs from church brought kayaks. Camden tried it for the first time and did great! It was a beautiful, sunny, breezy day.

    Spent the night at Wendy's, while she worked, but Anna was a wonderful hostess, and their cats got along fine with their kitties. The next morning they took us out to breakfast at Maple Street Biscuit...yum!!
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  • Day6


    August 9, 2015 in the United States ⋅ ⛅ 28 °C

    I fill up my tank for the first time and find I'm getting 37 mpg and it makes me super happy. My next host is very interesting. We started texting before I left for my trip and he let me know that he doesn't go by any name, but rather he lets people name him. I just called him Hey and refer to him as Klotho from his username. He introduces me to his friend Brandi. We had out to downtown Chattanooga. He treats us to a pretty awesome dinner. Later that night we pay monopoly. We tried playing the electronic version, but that got complicated. He kicked our butts and we watched some YouTube videos before I headed off to bed.Read more

  • Day7

    Ruby Falls

    August 10, 2015 in the United States ⋅ ⛅ 24 °C

    I'm really excited that I'm getting to go to my first cave of the trip and that my host and friend are going as well. They had went to Rock City the day before and thought it would be nice to go with me. The falls were beautiful and the guide was funny.Read more

You might also know this place by the following names:

Hamilton County, مقاطعة هاميلتون, Хамилтън, হ্যামিলটন কাউন্টি, Condado de Hamilton, Hamiltoni maakond, Hamilton konderria, شهرستان همیلتون، تنسی, Comté de Hamilton, Hamilton megye, Համիլտոն շրջան, Contea di Hamilton, ハミルトン郡, Hamilton Comitatus, Hamilton Kūn, Hrabstwo Hamilton, ہیملٹن کاؤنٹی، ٹینیسی, Comitatul Hamilton, Гамильтон, Округ Хамилтон, Гамільтон, Quận Hamilton, Condado han Hamilton, 漢密爾頓縣

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