Charleston is the oldest city in South Carolina and you feel it. As you stroll through the cobblestone streets, you see horse-drawn city tours, mid 18th century homes and sprawling old growth trees. It’s a city with deep-rooted culture.
Throughout this adventure, and one could even argue throughout life, I’ve learned there is never enough time to see and do everything we want. I could easily spend a whole year or more exploring everything the United States has to offer. Each little city and it’s residents, sprawling vistas, breweries, restaurants, gardens, roadside attractions – there’s so much to be explored. But we only have about 2 months to skim the surface of this vast landscape, so unfortunately our Biltmore Estate excursion, in Asheville, North Carolina, was cut down to 2.5 hours. We had places to be and people to see, specifically our good friends Steve and Shannon in Charleston, SC later that day!
Arriving at the Biltmore gates, you quickly realize this is no ordinary residence. A 3 story brick archway greets you, and invites you under and through as you begin down the long, winding road that leads to the Estate.
(March 31st-April 1st)
I’ve heard the stories. A hippy oasis in the middle of Appalachia. Unique in North Carolina, especially in Western North Carolina. Great food, great live music, beautiful scenery. And of course, home of the famous Biltmore Estates. I can’t, with a straight face, sit here and tell you that those things aren’t completely true. But that wouldn’t be the whole story of Asheville.
After a long first day on the road, we packed up our plethora of stuff back into it’s secure place in ‘Roberta’, the pet name for the RV we’re driving, said our goodbyes to the nice owners of Rocky Top Campground, and began down the road to a place I’ve been trying to visit for years now. The drive out of Eastern Tennessee into Western Carolina is one of breathtaking beauty.
We’re almost a week into our trip now. But I wanna take it back, way back, to the beginning of this week. At least Monday feels like way back. I guess that’s bound to happen when you’re waking up in one state and going to sleep in another every day. I really can’t believe we haven’t even been traveling for a full week yet! SO much has happened already in such a short amount of time, it’s mind boggling really. But I digress…
I’ve said that so many times in my life. In good times and in bad. Is this REALLY happening? In certain situations, sometimes you have to pinch yourself to make sure you’re not dreaming. That’s me in my current state. I’m questioning, as usual, but I’ll get to that in a minute. If you’re asking yourself if something is really happening, be it sarcastic or not, it probably means it’s at the very least, a memorable moment. In those times, you need to take stock of what’s around you. A mental marker of sorts, to gauge your surroundings in order to move forward in the best way possible. For me, that’s one of the main reasons for this blog. It’s a way to exhale what I’m thinking and feeling in a format that’s hopefully entertaining and informative for the reader, and therapeutic for me at the same time.
Since this is my first blog post ever, context is key. To set the stage for this blog, my wife Morgan and I figured it would be a good idea to explain WHY we were doing this. Why we were starting a blog. Why we were choosing to delay the 40, sometimes 60 hour work week the last few years, to travel the US. A little bit about why we are who we are, and probably most importantly, any life lessons we’ve learned along the way. As the saying goes: If you care, then share (Is that a saying? I could’ve just made that up. If so, you can steal it). So here it goes…