My husband and I stayed at the Foxtrot a few years ago on our wedding anniversary because we wanted to revisit the experience we had on our wedding night at Dickson's East Hills B&B (by the way I have to say East Hills is SUPERB, highly recommend - my parents live in Dickson though so when we visit, we just stay with them. No reason to go back).
Anyway, both the hubby and I are mountain junkies, visiting Gatlinburg and the surrounding area at least once a year. Before we bought our summer home on Kentucky Lake last year, we were going as often as 3-4 times a year, usually once a season, but now we save our mountain visits for the fall/winter months.
The Foxtrot had a curious and unexpected effect on me. It caused me to question my views on B&Bs, entirely.
In many ways, it is a fantastic place. Every breakfast prepared by Shirley during our 3-day visit fell into my "out of this world, one of the best meals I've ever eaten" category and that is saying a lot because I'm a food snob. I've dined at some of the best restaurants in the world. Seriously, folks, I've got 6 words for you: Paris, France and New York City, and I'm not exaggerating when I say her meals were so good that they were absolutely sinful. They really were. To her credit, Shirley's cooking was what kept me silent for a good three years. It was the only thing standing between me and this post. But even the most wonderful food in the world could not make up for the many downsides to our stay at the Foxtrot.
First, my husband and I arrived late. When I booked our room, I gave warning that we'd be late, but that did not keep Shirley and Bob from calling us, asking when we'd be there. I got the feeling that they were annoyed because we were late, but I decided to let it go. Once we got to the house, though, I was uncomfortable from the very first minute we set foot inside. Like many other guests have pointed out, we, too, were followed into our room. It was unsettling. Honestly, how do you tell the owner of the house you're staying at that you'd like him to leave?
Then there was the breakfast at 9 a.m. sharp rule. Here's the thing: I like to sleep late, especially when I'm on vacation for one purpose only: to relax. I've been to Gatlinburg more times than I can count. I've seen everything there is to see. I just wanted to be with my husband and have a romantic weekend getaway. It was impossible for that to happen at the Foxtrot.
We didn't mind the praying at breakfast - we're Christians - but obviously, judging by the posts left here, some people were bothered by it. I think, if I were the owner of the Foxtrot, I would point out that I have prayer with breakfast so people will know it's coming and expect it.
The lectures at breakfast were a mixed bag for me: on the one hand, I found some of what Bob talked about fascinating. On the other hand, there were times when I wished I could just talk to my husband but I felt like if I did, it would be a disruption and therefore disrespectful. It was very much like I was back in high school. It added to my discomfort.
By the end of that first breakfast, I had finally figured out why I was so unsettled in the house: it was because I felt like an intruder, not a guest. I felt like I was imposing. From that moment on, my husband and I stayed away as much as possible. He was just as uncomfortable there as I was. But, staying away ruined our "romantic" weekend. My high hopes for just hanging around, relaxing and being with the man I love went right out the window.
We shopped. We went to shows we'd seen before. And we tried to stay away from Shirley and Bob as much as possible. And, I felt really bad about it because they seemed like really nice people. I have no doubt that they are. But I felt really uncomfortable around them, like I was not entirely welcome in their home. Maybe if there were more than 4 rooms it would be different? I'm not sure. But, the whole experience did not sit well with me. It had such a lasting negative impact that my husband and I have avoided B&Bs altogether ever since. East Hills was an entirely different experience for us. But, we were in our own little cottage there. At Foxtrot, all the rooms are in the main house.
Again, I feel really bad for pointing a lot of this stuff out, but at the same time, as more time passed and I actually thought about it, I found myself becoming more and more upset with Shirley and Bob for ruining my vacation. I am a very busy woman and my husband is a very busy man. We both have careers and barely get to see each other during a normal week at home. We wanted romance and the chance to enjoy some beautiful views while snuggling, but we were denied that opportunity at the Foxtrot.
I had to share this experience because I don't want other people to go through the same thing we did. There are a lot of great reviews on here, so maybe how you experience a stay at the Foxtrot has something to do with the type of person you are, but I can tell you, if you're anything like me: a person who values personal space and spending one on one time with her spouse, DO NOT stay at this B&B.
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