It’s good to be back.

Gatlinburg is one of those places where I can feel like I’ve gone back in time to my childhood.

Sure, it’s not exactly the same, but enough of it is like it was back in 1982 to evoke all kinds of happy memories from vacations past.

I plan to revisit all my favorite places in the next three days, starting in the morning at the Pancake Pantry.

My 10-year old  inner child will be in heaven.

Oh, and the Christmas decorations are up. Even better.