Blue Ridge Parkway

I took a little day trip away to the Blue Ridge Parkway today. For those who don't know what The Blue Ridge Parkway is, here's a little Wiki-

 "The Blue Ridge Parkway is a National Parkway and All-American Road in the United States, noted for its scenic beauty. It runs for 469 miles (755 km), mostly along the famous Blue Ridge, a major mountain chain that is part of the Appalachian Mountains. Its southern terminus is on the boundary between Great Smoky Mountains National Park and the Cherokee Indian Reservation in North Carolina, from which it travels north to Shenandoah National Park inVirginia and offers access to the Skyline Drive, the major north/south artery through the Park. The two All-American Byways are separate and distinct. The Blue Ridge Parkway was built to connect Shenandoah National Park to the Great Smoky Mountains National Park."

I didn't travel all 469 miles of it, but I did do what I could in the time frame that I was given, since I still had to work at the restaurant at 4. You guys know I wouldn't escape away to some serene scenic wonderland for peace and to ease tension, right? I went to try and hang out with fucking bears, because bears aren't emotionally fragile bitches that like to grumble insignificant shit while they're on the rag and popping Midol like they're Sour Skittles. Bears aren't curious as to "when I'm going to grow the fuck up and stop being a sarcastic dick-head all the time". They aren't going to complain about me running around the house naked doing Elvis impersonations. Bears don't question my mental stability and ask when I'm going to stop writing blogs about mushroom stamping peoples food. There is no underlying issue here, you don't know anything. The point is, you don't see bears going 120mph by you in a '97 Mazda Miata while slurping down a Rolo McFlurry. Bears are just worried about eating faces, like me. Now, I didn't actually see any bears, but you can imagine how awesome it would of been if I did. 

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