The last time I was in Gatlinburg which was a while ago, there was a street preacher on a corner with a Bible in one hand and he was reciting verse after scathing verse, waving the Good Book and talking all about it.. and people just walked on by... I stood there for about 10 minutes listening to him and was rather impressed by his stream of knowledge and was further impressed by the moxie he displayed standing out on that street corner and just telling people the truth.
And he was talking to me too!
It seems that every festival my wife and I attend throughout East Tennessee and western North Carolina always have a street preacher or two in attendance. My wife walks around from vendor to vendor, but she always knows where to find me...just listen for the preachers, and there I am.