We’ve successfully made it to Figure Eight Island in North Carolina! We’re all settled in to our beach house, and recovering from our whirlwind stop in Asheville.
We didn’t leave Louisville, though, before trying a Hot Brown.
Conclusively, the best sandwich ever, if not really a sandwich.
We also tried authentic, official, trademarked Derby Pie.
And we enjoyed spending a little downtime at the Brown Hotel, and wandering around downtown Louisville and the riverfront.
Our friends had a beautiful wedding, and overall, we enjoyed our time in Kentucky, even if the heat was a little intense.
Asheville was, in a word, amazing. I’d only ever been to the Biltmore Estate, and I was really looking forward to seeing the actual city in all of its artsy, mountain-urban glory. I was not disappointed. I’m only sorry I didn’t take pictures. A few of the interesting sites we ecplored: the Thomas Wolfe House, the Asheville Community Theatre (once co-directed by Charlton Heston and his wife), lots of interesting shops and restaurants, and lots of…interesting…people (including an urban hippie meditating in the middle of a city park. I’m not going to lie, I was jealous of the guy’s focus).
We had dinner at Rhubarb on Sunday night, and if you’re ever in Asheville, I would recommend you do the same. The chef puts together a Sunday Supper every week, and the price for such a large meal was surprisingly affordable. Here’s the website, if you’d like to learn more: Rhubard Asheville.
Yesterday, we loaded up the car again, and headed for our final stop. On the way, we stopped at the best fast food place in the world (though Bojangles is a close second):
I’m so happy we get to spend time with Graham’s family on this wonderful little island every summer. Nothing makes this Virginia girl happier than combining travel and family tradition. Except maybe travel, tradition, and a little wine on the beach.