I’m cuddling up to The Two Towers (which is by far not a cuddly book – but hopeful! We’re hopeful. Everything is going to be okay). And I just read Gimli’s glowing recommendation for the caves under Helm’s Deep:
“And, Legolas, when the torches are kindled and men walk on the sandy floors under the echoing domes, ah! then, Legolas, gems and crystals and veins of precious ore glint in the polished walls; and the light glows through folded marbles, shel-like, translucent as the living hands of Queen Galadriel.”
In light of such a passionate speech, I would road trip with Gimli (in the hopes that a car would be more pleasant for him than a horse) and take him to the mountainous regions of the US: the Rockies, of course, and the Appalachians. Perhaps we would march the Pacific Coast Trail together, and skip over the woody bits. Unless we’re visiting Legolas, in which case he would be more than willing.