It’s been a year since I relocated to Chattanooga after a lifetime in major American cities like Seattle, LA, Portland and Brooklyn. While I did experience some initial culture shock, I’m happy to report that I love living here! Chattanooga is packed with countless hidden treasures for a lifestyle blogger like me drool over — from the polished concrete floors of the Hot Chocolatier to the polished concrete floors of STIR to the polished concrete floors of Main Street Meats. But after a recent trip to a part of town locals call Saint Elmo, I realized I still have a lot to explore beyond the borders of my SouthSide bunker. That’s why I’m starting a new series called the CHATTABOUJEE TRAVEL GUIDE in which I’ll visit the far flung corners of Chattanooga’s distant outer rim to give you the inside dish on all that’s hot, hip and totally boujee!
This week I traveled to the city of Rossville, just across the border in North Georgia! Unfortunately, there was nothing hot, hip or boujee about Rossville.
Thanks for reading this week’s CHATTABOUJEE TRAVEL GUIDE! Tune in next week as I visit the tiny hamlet of Soddy-Daisy, a town I can only assume is as sweet as its namesake flower.