Essay The Inn in the Fall

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The Inn in the Fall As visitors approach one of the most beautiful inns in North Carolina they will be serenaded by the rhythmic thumping of the tires as they cross each cobblestone. The inn is like a massive wall of rocks that looks to be touching the blue sky. The red tile roof looks like a red cloud sitting atop this castle of rocks. These rocks were placed over one hundred years ago and still stand in their exact spot. From the parking area you can almost imagine the horse drawn wagons that had worked so hard to pull these massive boulders up to this very spot. You can see all the hard work that had went into clearing this mountain side for the inn to begin construction in the year 1912. If you listen very close you can just hear its …show more content…
The Inn in the Fall As visitors approach one of the most beautiful inns in North Carolina they will be serenaded by the rhythmic thumping of the tires as they cross each cobblestone. The inn is like a massive wall of rocks that looks to be touching the blue sky. The red tile roof looks like a red cloud sitting atop this castle of rocks. These rocks were placed over one hundred years ago and still stand in their exact spot. From the parking area you can almost imagine the horse drawn wagons that had worked so hard to pull these massive boulders up to this very spot. You can see all the hard work that had went into clearing this mountain side for the inn to begin construction in the year 1912. If you listen very close you can just hear its history calling out to you. Walking across the stone parking area at this time of year, if you are graced with the wind blowing you can hear the dry leaves rustle as they are blown across the stones, it is like they are making their own special music for each visitor. Entering through the lower level of the Vanderbilt Wing you will stroll a few feet down a small hallway into an opening were they have one of the several gingerbread house exhibits. Every detail will be exquisite, to the three foot white picketed fence that surrounds the exhibit, to keep curious fingers and hands away, to the pure white linen tablecloths that enhances each table underneath each little gingerbread house. It is almost like each house is sitting on a blanket

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