If you haven't read the post below (The Adventure of Inkling & FarmGirl) this post won't make much sense...I suggest back tracking a bit. I forgot a few bits and pieces of our adventure yesterday & I dug out the paper plate poetry (if you can call it that) to share.
#1. When we finally got turned around and headed in the right direction after our Nashville adventure Inkling said, "The next time I want to get away I'm going to the mall." That's my favorite Inkling quote of all time.
#2. Yes, we did write my top 10 reasons I wanted to attend LCC on that trip. I'm probably the only person to ever apply to a Bible college by way of a top 10 list. I only wish I'd have had the foresight to keep a copy of the list I submitted. I did keep a copy of the "Real top 10 reasons I want to attend LCC" but they are stashed away & my allergies simply will not permit me to dig them out at this moment. You'll just have to wait. I'll post them sometime...maybe. Then again...maybe not.
#3. As we were bopping around the State Park, Inkling and I noticed men loading potted palm trees onto the backs of trucks. In case you're not familiar with Tennessee vegetation, let me assure you, palm trees and the like are not indigenous to Tennessee. We thought it very odd that they would be loading palm plants up and taking them out of the park, but couldn't find out why.
When I came home from college for a break my parents decided to take Bubba, Princess, and me to the movies to see Disney's live action version of The Jungle Book. Turns out, it was filmed at Fall Creek Falls the following spring. To make the park look more like an Indian jungle, they shipped in potted palms. Inkling and I made it to the park just in time to witness production shutting down. Our own little brush with fame.
And finally, here's our attempt at poetry. Keep in mind we were newly 18 & nearly 20...and sleep deprived:
Goin' down 70 South.
Went west, not east.
Hey, that's Starwood!
This is Nashville.
No it's not.
Wait, now we're in New Orleans.
Uh oh, housing projects.
OK Baptist Sunday School Board,
We're definitely in Nashville.
Look, East 70 South.
Back to the 'Boro.
The next time I wanna' get away I'm goin' to the mall!
Friendly gas station attendants become knights in shining armour.
Ah, McMinville,
God's gift to the human race.
Gee, another hair pin curve.
I can't wait!
Think I should've left my stomach in Nashville.
It's 9:30, what time does the park close?
Let's go home.
No, I'm determined.
Hey, we made it. Where do we check in?
Check in? Huh? There's no one there.
Just park the car.
No. I will not sleep in a parking lot.
This campsite looks good.
Man, have gotta' go!!
Just put the towels in the windows.
You can sleep in the bucket seats,
The emergency break won't bother you.
How are we gonna' explain this?
Man, I gotta' go!
G-nite. 3:30 am comes quickly.
Why did you set the alarm for so stinkin' early?
Roll over 'til 5.
vroom, bump, vroom, thump
Hey, isn't there any hot water?
Isn't there anywhere to eat breakfast?
Trek to the bottom of the falls.
Back up.
Pant, pant, pant.
No, I'm not out of shape.
You go hike.
I'll...uh...watch the car.
Hey, tropical plants in Tennessee!
I can't believe we're awake before the nature center opens.
Let's do lunch.
Hey, aren't we going in circles?
Back to the hike.
Welcome to God's country where the wild things are.
Hey see those guys?
Pardon me, but do you have any Grey Pupon?
No but they have binoculars!
I hope they can't read lips.
Just wave.
Maybe we should have taken up Nude sunbathing!
The death of another black ant.
Don't park on the dam.
OK, so it was more of brief journaling of our adventure than actual poetry...and no, we never really considered Nude sunbathing....oh, and I forgot to mention this was all written in a big circle on the plate. I'm dizzy from reading it. And we said "Hey" a lot!
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