Sure, Christmas has been over for months now, but there are some people whose Christmas spirits never die. These are folks who are always wearing a reindeer shirt underneath their regular clothes, who have a shrine dedicated to Santa Claus, and who drink eggnog year-round (ok, that last one I can get on board with).
If that’s you, then you may want to visit 119 Christmas Tree Lane in Pigeon Forge, Tennessee, also known as The Inn at Christmas Place. There, nestled at the foot of the Smoky Mountains, Christmas lovers will find that all of their wildest dreams have come true – it’s Christmas every single day of the year.
It’s basically Disneyland for the people who count down the days until they can put up their tree every year.
No matter what month it is, no one at the Inn at Christmas Place will shame you for reveling in holiday magic – in fact, they go out of their way to create it. The lobby features a year round, fully decorated tree, there’s a glockenspiel playing Christmas carols, every room comes with a wreath, and a Singing Santa has been serenading guests for more than a decade (he even reads stories in the lobby a couple of days a week!).
The inn also offers modern amenities like an indoor pool and spa, a business center, and an on-site gym (all of which appear decorated by someone with the holiday enthusiasm of Buddy the Elf, of course), but for the most serious celebrators among you, the Santa Suite is where you want to be.
It comes complete with over-the-top decor, a balcony that overlooks the courtyard, a two-person whirlpool, a fireplace, and your own personal Christmas tree.
Oh, and Santa Claus himself will hand-deliver you a special present sometime during the night (make sure you’re asleep, or no dice!).
As if you needed further enticement to book your trip, the inn hosts several special events during the year, like Christmas in July and Mountain Fest (make your own soap and apple butter while dancing to mountain music and blowing way too much cash on homespun crafts), and it offers special packages, like one that includes tickets to Dolly Parton’s nearby Dixie Stampede.
Everyone knows a country Christmas is the best kind of Christmas, after all, and there’s no better place to find one of those than deep in the heart of the Smoky Mountains.
I could keep going, but we both know I had you at Santa Claus. Happy travels!