It wasn't as exciting as the Jack Daniels distillery, but it was fun even so. Falls Mill was a place I didn't even know existed.
No matter how far out I park, some fool always parks next to me
The Falls Mill official truck
Falls Mill portable coffee maker
Goodnight John Boy
Inside this working mill
Rumor has it Eddie Van Halen played one of these
Where do you put the CD?
This just looks like my dad's old workshop
The front of Falls Mill
The Big Wheel
Lawn porn
Small waterfall
Steph?
After Falls Mill, we stopped in Sewanee, Tennessee, at the University of the South, and took a look around. One red-headed college beauty even bounced her breasts at me and smiled, which I appreciated.
The University of The South
Actual students
Another shot
Hallway
No one wears a watch here
I think they may have the Holy Grail in there
I feel a hymn coming on
I see dead people!
Fancy doors
I want one of these on my house
Tower power
Impressive
Wash me
This is where the bouncing red-head jiggled at me
More doors
Checkmate
So, that's it for day 2. We left here and ate at a funky cafe with 20-something men who wear ponytails and 20-something women who never bathe. It was hippydelic. Then we drove on to McMinville, where we ended up staying in a hotel owned by the Patels, a family from India who spoke a weird combination of Hindi and Tennessee mountain redneck twang unlike anything I've ever heard before, ya'll.
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