A misty morning greeted us, temperature only in the 60s.
We gathered our belongings (which seem to be increasing) and motioned into downtown Asheville North Carolina – known as an arts, craft and music hub – the “Paris of the South”. Very nice it was too. Richard and I went straight for a coffee – there were many choices – and scored a good one. Then browsing, we stumbled on a very interesting shop where small and various stringed instruments were made – very delicate with the body shapes and the wood types dictating the sounds, ranging from ukeleles to guitars. Appalachian Strings they are called – you can check them out at http://www.handcraftedmusicalinstruments.com.
It was good to do be doing some walking and browsing somewhere new. By late morning downtown Asheville was sparking up – all the shops were now open, a busker had started his matinee session. The streets were narrow and, unlike most American cities I have visited, pedestrians seem to hold sway over cars.
The gang finally assembled, for lunch, and readied ourselves for the drive south east to Charleston South Carolina. It took a little over four hours and, with a couple of quick stops, we arrived at our destination around 6pm.
A random walk and restaurant selection ensued. Eli’s Table on Meeting Street. A good choice. Finer dining than we have been experiencing. The day closed after a long walk after dinner to get our bearings, see some part of the extensive river system here near the Atlantic Ocean and to look out for possible places to visit tomorrow.
The French Quarter is very interesting – reminds me of New Orleans.