Thursday, September 18, 2014
Close to Nowhere
Remy and I had a wonderful time at Chattanooga, Tenn., last week.
We saw signs for all sorts of things we would have enjoyed seeing -- signs were everywhere for the historic “Chattanooga Choo-Choo.”
There were signs for Lookout Mountain, the Tennessee Aquarium, and all sorts of souvenir places.
We didn’t go see any of them.
After an exhausting 27-hour drive to get there, I discovered that just as you get into Chattanooga, the time changes -- you enter the Eastern Time Zone. That made the drive feel like it had been 39 hours!
We drove straight to the convention center, parked in the parking lot and began the two-mile trek to the quilt show.
I try not to buy anything except the show book, pin, T-shirt and show bag at the American Quilter’s Society booth the first day. I like to just look and size things up.
Ha! It never works! I bought a clear sewing table thing that goes on my sewing machine at pretty near the first booth we visited. It’ll be 4-6 weeks before it gets here, as it’s custom-made for your brand of sewing machine.
The next morning, rested and refreshed, Remy and I parked in a different parking lot after paying $4 for 45 minutes parking Wednesday. We rode a shuttle to the convention center that dropped all us quilters (and there were a lot of us!) at the front entrance.
The quilts were spectacular. I had two favorites almost immediately -- one a fox sitting in front of a stone wall with a fall tree behind him -- just gorgeous. The other was the nose and face of a dog poking out through a hole in a picket fence. I have a photo of our dog Bernadette poking her nose out of a hole in the shed where she’d been put to keep her away from Remy’s riding lessons. Bernie loves to “play” with the horses.
I may attempt a quilt like that. I usually stick with traditional quilts but I just love that idea.
We spent all day Thursday and most of all day Friday at the quilt show. Friday, we left a little bit early so Remy could go swimming at the motel and I could take a much-needed nap!
Saturday, we ate our last breakfast at the Waffle House and headed home.
I hated to leave that beautiful, hospitable city. The mountains and lakes are just gorgeous.
My car said the trip home took 5.49 hours. Remy and I think it was more like 47!
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