Saturday, October 14, 2017


Inside this magical Cathedral of Travel I felt as if a force of nature flicked a switch and illuminated me. 

So I sauntered the night snapping pics that to me reflected the crossroads, Chattanooga, and interconnectivity in general.

Eventually I got lost and happened upon a cluster of statues by an artist who called his creation “A Future and a hope.”

And around the next corner my overnight dwelling manifested itself…

Inside the bar I rejoined my fellow road-warrior Howard, who had just met his future wife.  (The only glitch being she is currently married.)

This belle taught us how to cuss southern style:  


And, she added:  "Make it sound pretty."