Boy, did we have fun two weekends ago, when we spent our three day weekend up in Asheville. Asheville is a popular "mountain" town about two hours west of Charlotte. And since neither of us have been there (other than passing by it on the interstate) we decided that we needed to go. Be sure to click on the WeB Album on the side bar.
We have heard from family and friends about how "cool" Asheville was and you all were right. Asheville is a medium sized town nestled in the foothills of the Smoky Mountains (think Sierra Nevada Gold Country) and are heavily wooded. The hardwood forests of the east are INCREDIBLE, let me tell you. Those rolling mountains go on for as long as the eye can see, just choked with thick forests of ash, oak, sycamore, walnut and the like. And now that fall is here they are beginning to turn and the hills are coming alive! It is truly a sight to behold.
Friday night we packed up Big Bertha, and started out west. We got into Asheville about 9:30 pm after getting lost trying to find the RV Park. Okay, it was pitch black and the GPS was off about a thousand feet (going the wrong way on the street), but after a quick reconnaissance in the van, made a quick 180 and we were there. I plugged us in, we put out the Welcome mat and were in for the night.
Saturday (as do most weekends) started with going out for breakfast at Tupelo Honey, then it was off to The Biltmore.
The Biltmore Estate is some 8000 acres of property with a four-acre, 250 room mansion. It was the home of George W. Vanderbilt and has been kept in the family. It has been on display since the 1930's and was breathtaking. We ended up spending a day and a half wandering the gardens, touring the rooms and dreaming that someday we could be in a house like that. Wow!
Dinner was at the Asheville Pizza and Brewing Co. Great atmosphere, good beer and scrumptious pizza. Then it was off for a downtown stroll where we found Chocolate Fetish. You know who was drooling in anticipation of that sweet, chocolate and we both enjoyed some nice deserts.
Monday morning was another great breakfast and then it was off for the antique warehouses. Asheville has a ton of places to seek out the vintage or unique. Not bad prices either...just couldn't find out a way to drag a nice Victorian sofa across country. Oh well, maybe next time.
So our verdict? Asheville has it, baby. You have the mountains and streams, the cool downtown with all it's hip stores, lot's of individual characters to mix up the population and plenty of Subaru's sportin' kayaks and "Keep Asheville Weird" stickers. Sound like another mountain town we live in???
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Now I really want to go to Asheville. Chris is always singing it's praise. He spent a summer there as an intern.
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