Last weekend we visited Bethany in Chattanooga, where she studies political and economic sciences. Our visit in a nutshell:
● walking, walking backwards, walking upwards (on Lookout mountain);
● sipping coffee, sipping beer,
● goof-ups (forgetting our only valid driver’s license, locking the car keys in the trunk). We have a reputation to live up to…
● a Dorm. Still puzzling to foreigners, who have always had their own student room (often not bigger than a bird cage). Bethany shares an apartment with three other girls, one of which she shares a room with (Katherine). Her room mate compensates for the gloomy architecture of their dorm.
● hospitality. Katherine’s mother lives in the small town of Hixon, just outside of Chattanooga. She let us stay in her house. Most charming lady.
● Spectacularchitecture: the Hunter’s museum recently got a new addition. It sits on a rock high above the Tennessee River. Maybe the city hopes to generate a Bilbao-effect? Brand new, but it’s already falling apart. The glass pedestrian bridge next to it is not for people with fear of heights.
Chattanooga has two new fans.
