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See the Titanic in Tennessee: A Weekend in Pigeon Forge with Dolly Parton

by | 11th, September 2013

IF you want to visit America and do the tourist thing, we have majestic natural grandeur coming out of our asses over here, including the Grand Canyon (formerly the longest, deepest land canyon on Earth until that discovery in Greenland last month, when it was relegated to “longest, deepest canyon you can visit while the ice caps still exist”);   Yosemite ( currently on fire ) and Yellowstone, the world’s only national park with the potential to one day cause the extinction of humanity.

But I can’t visit any of that stuff because it’s all in the western part of the US and I live on the east coast, three thousand miles away—too far to drive with only a week’s worth of vacation time, and flying isn’t an option because the whole “Let some TSA-hole feel you up in the airport first” thing is purely bullshit.

So I settled for the Great Smoky Mountains of Tennessee because it combines two things I love: gorgeous mountain scenery and gloriously tacky tourist traps. The latter is why I ended up in Pigeon Forge, the tourist town best known for its Dollywood amusement park, built by and named after Dolly Parton, a native of nearby Sevierville .

My hotel wasn’t affiliated with Dollywood in any way, but even so, this was the first thing I saw when my stiff-legged self stumbled into the fluorescent-lit  lobby after an eight- or nine-hour drive:

dollywood hotel

No surprise, really; most American hotels in vacation towns make extra money by letting local tourist traps post pamphlets in their lobbies. What did surprise me about Pigeon Forge was the bizarre Christian American nationalism. Like this store on the main tourist drag; as an agnostic oft-critical of my country, I didn’t bother trying to spend any of my money here:

christian patriot

Especially since I’m not a veteran, and wasn’t looking for a new handbag anyway:

handbag patriot

One of the visitor-information bureaus gave out coupons good for a free quarter-pound of fudge at the Three Bears General Store , whose name led me to expect something with a Goldilocks theme. Wrong.

jesus saves bears

The Santa Claus statue is a permanent fixture, though I found it hard to get into the Christmas spirit on a sultry 90-degree night in late August. The Santa statues for sale inside the store didn’t help, either:

santa jesus

The upstairs escalator leading to the live bear display moved at a pace to grant even the slowest of readers ample time to read the larger-than-life poster of the Ten Commandments superimposed over an American flag.

bears 10 command

Seriously:

commandment escalator

And after all that I never even got the free fudge, because I’d lost the stupid coupon.

Still, not all is crass Christian capitalism in Pigeon Forge. There’s also a museum about/memorial to the Titanic , housed inside a building made to look like the ship in mint condition except it’s torn in half:

titanic half

titanic white star

From the other side you can see the iceberg, too. I thought the little fountain placed to make it look like the Titanic is cutting through the water was a nice touch:

titanic iceberg

I can neither confirm nor deny the accuracy of this statistic:

titanic sign

The museum is next door to the Hatfield/McCoy dinner theater. Behold the mighty

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