The people in Asheville are the friendliest we've ever encountered. In every store and every restaurant every person we met went out of their way to be friendly, chat and help us with whatever we needed. Usually, when we travel, we meet one or two people like that, but in Asheville everyone was that way.
On our last full day here, we decided not to cook breakfast here in the motorhome, but to give the Moose Cafe a chance at wowing us with their breakfast menu. It was after 10am and since they served breakfast all day it seemed like a good decision. And it certainly was!!!!!!!!
When we got to the Moose Cafe, the waitress brought over 2 LARGE BISUITS with apple sauce. Again, with those big biscuits. They were fresh and delicious.
When we left the cafe, we noticed right next door was a Farmers Market, soi we drove through to see what they had. We could not believe the size of this market. Dozens of vendors selling locally grown vegetables and other things. We wish we had discovered it earlier. Everything looked so good, and they are open every day, year-round. We will have to visit when we come back to Asheville.
Next, we decided to drive over to Black Mountain, a little town east of Asheville. We had visited here many years ago and stayed in a campground near there. I seem to remember visiting a small quilt shop there, but I don't remember much else about the town.
It was a cute little town with lots of small shops. They had a General Store, ice cream shop, lots of pottery shops, art shop, pet supply shop, dress shops, restaurants, and a yarn shop.
We ended up getting a couple of Black Mountain T shirts, a new coffee cup and of course visiting the yarn shop. The shop was very nice. It wasn't cluttered and had a good selection of unusual brands and hand dyed yarns. I bought a couple of skeins of sock yarn. It was a nice discovery. I wonder what happened to the quilt shop that used to be here.
After our little excursion, we headed back to the motorhome for time with the kitties. They both really enjoyed sitting out in their strollers and smelling the fresh air and we enjoyed sitting out with them too.
Inside, Bentley was able to jump up in the back window to look out and see behind the motorhome. Poor Abby is just too fat and can't get there or up into the top bunk bed, which gives Bentley a place just for him.
We had the best sleep we have both had in a very long time. I don't know if it was the motorhome, the cool mountain air coming in the window, the Fall temperatures, or what. One morning we slept until 8am. At home, I'm awake at 3:30 and up at 4am. Maybe it's just that we didn't have anything on our schedule.
Our trip to Asheville was great and we wished we had scheduled more time here to do nothing.
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