As much fun as it is to roll into a place and not know anyone, there is nothing better than rolling into a town—a driveway—and seeing the faces of your friends who live all the way across the country. And that's exactly what we did in Asheville.
Bill and Margret were in the middle of a bathroom remodel, but that didn't stop them from opening their house to us and our menagerie. Soon we were having drinks and snacks ( including homemade pimento cheese ) on the porch. It was a little bit of home far, far away.
We spent some time touring downtown—stumbling in to a great gallery ( Blue Spiral Gallery ) and seeing some beautiful work by artist John Cleaveland.
It was only two nights, but it included barbecue, thunderstorms and great conversation.