Asheville! We loved it! It started out a little rocky... we got to our beautiful hotel only to find that we were the youngest by around 65 years- due to the National Lions Club Convention. Yike. Then, we found out that our room was 2 double beds. "Uh-uh". I am not staying in one little teeny bed with my husband for our anniversary- after my body pillow squeezed in there we'd have to sleep in separate beds. "Uh-uh". K, without hesitation, cancelled our reservation on the spot. I was left with my jaw on the floor. It was kind of fun- spontaneous, adventurous, crazy. We laughed about it and went downtown to search for a new hotel. Oops. We forgot it was a holiday weekend. Nothing available. Anywhere. I started crying. K finally found the only room available in downtown Asheville- a 2-room King suite. Darn... Once we decided not to drop that kind of dough K kicked it into high gear. (This is the part of nerdy husband that i looove!) We found a place to stay. Actually, a better place. Relief set in and we headed that way. The rest was wonderful. Looking back, I am not surprised, and I should not have worried. This is the kind of stuff that happens to us. It always works out and I usually overreact. Whatev.
Long story short- one word short- the weekend was beautiful. I cannot remember laughing as much in a LONG time. We truly spent every moment enjoying each other's company- and laughing. A lot. It almost felt like we were teenagers who had snuck away behind our parents' backs for the weekend. Minus the part where we chose to go to bed early and wake up together and enjoy a cup of coffee. When did this happen??? We drove the Blue Ridge Parkway on Sunday before heading to the Biltmore. It was such a beautiful day we couldn't resist blaring some blue grass and having all the windows down; surrounded by incredible views and the smell of honeysuckle. We want to move to the country.
The food. Ohhh the food. My favorite part. We ate here, here, here and here to name a few. If you are EVER in Asheville, you have to eat at at least one of these places. Have to. Asheville is so organic and locally centered. Even the water tastes fresh. Everything was so fresh, in fact, almost every restaurant we dined at boasted that they did not even own a freezer. You could taste it. Ohhh I miss the foooood!
There was too much packed into the weekend to talk about... it was wonderful. Here's a photo blog:
Cheers!
Until Next Time,
The Guff
Cannot get over the Funfetti. Seriously?
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