Yesterday morning we decided to take a drive. It was a spur-of-the-moment thing. We droved to Flat Rock, N. C. and Hendersonville, N. C. Both are touristy towns that feature many art galleries and pottery stores, and Flat Rock boasts a famous playhouse.
We then traveled on a few more miles to Asheville, N.C. I really like this part of the country. I wouldn’t mind living there.
Downtown is busy, busy, busy! There are offices, restaurants, art galleries, and tourists taking in the sights. Traffic was quite heavy. There has been a lot of renewal going on, and it’s quite nice.
We were a little turned around so we stopped to program Ms. TomTom for a little help getting back on the interstate. Ms. TomTom took us through a neighborhood that we had visited once before—Hookerville (See Post of Nov. 13, 2010). There it was—the abandoned gas station where the ladies plied their trade in front of God and everybody. Thankfully, it seems they start working later than 11:00 am on weekdays.
I don’t quite understand how we managed to end up there again. We didn’t start out anywhere near where we had been the first time Ms. TomTom calculated our route to the interstate. H-m-m. It’s a puzzle.
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Sounds a little like me and Noah. No matter what we're doing in a store, we always find ourselves taking a wrong turn somewhere and ending up in the bra and panties section. Noah just turns to me and says, "well, we did it again. huh?"
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