Left Asheville this morning in the pouring rain. Rained the whole time while Donna drove the first half of the way home on I-26. It quit in time for me to finish up the drive on the two lane backroads. Towards the end we actually had to break out the sunglasses. It only took 4 hours to make the return trip and that included at least an hour spent at
Cracker Barrel waiting, dining and shopping. The
Cracker Barrel has always been a guilty pleasure for Donna, but this time the wait and amount of food sent her over the top. She has now made me promise to say, "No." anytime she suggests eating breakfast at one. We'll see.
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Started the day with a stop at the
North Carolina Arboretum. Donna wanted to go to see the gardens. Diane and Allen wanted to go back because the last time they visited in April nothing was in bloom. I wanted to go because it meant a top down drive on the Blue Ridge Parkway
. The original plan was to all ride in D & A's Integra, but Donna wasn't feeling to well so she wanted to ride in the Miata. As a surprise bonus the Arboretum was hosting the
2002 Carolina Bonsai Expo. Very beautiful stuff. Amazing that in today's fast paced society that this slow moving art form survives. Of course there are tons of
web sites devoted to it. After that it was too early to go right to lunch so I devised a little loop that included a stop at
Looking Glass Falls and
Sliding Rock before ending up at the
Pisgah Inn for lunch. The food is really good and the view is super making it well worth the 30 minute wait. After eating, we stayed on the Parkway and went over to the
Folk Art Center. From there we went our serparate ways, Diane & Allen went into downtown Asheville and we headed back to the hotel. Later, after supper, a trip for ice cream was agreed upon. Allen looked in his
Underground Asheville book and picked a place called
Sweet Heaven because of the ice cream but it also has live music. When we got there "Inna Gadda Da Vida" as coming from a kid on a really nice Roland piano whose father was a baby when that song came out. Turns out this 14 year old keyboard prodigy, Nick Stubblefield, also plays for the Sunday brunch at the hoity-toity
Grove Park Inn. A while later his 12 year old sister accompanied him by singing a few old jazz standards. She was as amazingly as good as he was.
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After lunch in downtown Aiken we headed north to Asheville to meet my sister Diane and her husband Allen. Donna wanted to find a road we hadn't driven on for the trip, but try as she might, we have been this way so many times that there just isn't one (on the state map.) But that is OK, pick one and go, they are all good on a sunny fall afternoon. The top was down, except when donna was driving on I-26, but the boot was off because of the rain in the area. It only rained on us once and only for a mile or two, but there were plenty of times that we found very wet roads like we had just missed some.
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