In our summer attempts to refresh the weary soul, we often vacation in the most peaceful, beautiful places we can find.
I vote for the simplicity of the little town that time forgot, Sewanee (nearby us in Nashville), and its mountains that bring the great Appalachian chain to an end.
I also love the Great Smokies, but on the North Carolina side rather than the Tennessee side due to the commercialization of Pigeon Forge and Gatlinburg. The Inn at Biltmore seems to be the place that frames the mountains just right, with a porch view and a rocking chair and some fresh blueberries and a good book.
I have nothing against towns in particular, but my soul needs something besides concrete and stores for renewal.