When we first pulled into town two days earlier, I had thought Pigeon Forge was a lot like Las Vegas. My impression didn’t change in better lighting. Oh, we weren’t seeing casinos and slot machines, but every building we saw on “Tourist Avenue” seemed to shout at people “Look at me! Look at me! Don’tContinue reading “The Toskey Reports: Day 3 (finally!) Pigeon Forge: the Las Vegas of the Mountains”
The Reluctant Firefly 