We drove in from Louisville and arrived around 6 in the morning
thinking to wait until check-in and get a room to loll about in.

Let me tell you something about Asheville. Until November, rooms are
really expensive.

We drove around for a long time, until we thought we were going to have
to join Occupy Asheville, just to get out of the car.
Luckily, a kind lady directed us to the Acorn Motel in Black Mountain.

Black Mountain is an awesome, awesome little town. It is scenic and friendly
and we got to watch someone in a van, with Florida plates(of course), drive
straight through the front doors of the local Keller Williams office.

In a strange coincedence, I had not long ago finished reading a post-emp speculative novel about the town. Odd, but it made me feel like I knew
where to go and who to talk to.

We had a really great time at the Fairview Tavern, a private club on the east side of Asheville. We sold a lot of cd's and met and talked to some really
interesting local folks, who were doing very interesting things with
their lives.

Among them was our buddy Skylar, who moved back there to work his families
award-winning organic farm.

It was just a really good and laid back time and a good thing.