The third leg of our trip to Grandma and Grandpa's new house was thwarted by, well, a number of snafus. So we rejiggered our itinerary and went home by way of Chattanooga, where we always find fun things to do.
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| We checked out the cave at Raccoon Mountain, where we learned all about stalactites and stalagmites, and had an impossible time following the "don't touch" rule. |
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| We panned for treasures and found some lovely jewels. |
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| We played in this fountain by our hotel every time we walked by. Every. Single. Time. And promptly ran out of dry clothes. |
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| We checked out the Aquarium. Fish? Check. |
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| You might not expect butterflies at an aquarium, but they had a really cool exhibit where we got to hold them. (And, by some miracle, not kill a single one!) |
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| Hello, Housekeeping? Have you seen my pants? |
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| Our hotel was anxious to bid us farewell. I can't imagine why. |
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