I was needing a break from the busy and very hectic schedule I have been experiencing lately with school and work. I needed to get away, refocus, re-energize, renew.
So on the morning of July 4th, I got up packed my clothes, made sure the cats had plenty of food and water and headed north, then west. As soon as I got in the car and made my way onto the interstate, I felt the excitement I hadn't felt in a long time. It was freedom and anticipation of going to a place in western NC, that I feel is sacred, at least to me. Completely alone with myself, and the music I had planned for the trip.
Arriving 3 hrs later, I drove around downtown Asheville and thought about places to stay. I really wanted a secluded cabin, but considering my last minute plans I soon realized that wasn't going to happen. So I stayed at the Sheraton, just a few blocks from Pak Place. $189 a night, it was ok to splurge a little.
I checked in, explored downtown, had a very late lunch at the local Irish Pub, watched people, listend to the street musicians and just relaxed. The crowd began to really gather and I decided to drive around some more.
Rather than go into a lengthy detail of the trip, I will just say it was well worth the trip. Getting up early the next morning to drive along the Blue Ridge Parkway, site see and take alot of pictures.
I headed back home that night taking a different route through Greenville, SC.