Intrepid traveler returns
I guess it's true that I don't get out enough. I went to Asheville with a friend this weekend and I got home today & feel as if I've been away forever.
I was gone for maybe 36 hours, if that. It's not that far away; a couple of hours, maybe?
But it's a funny thing about traveling -- whether by car or plane: even though I am just sitting there on my ass the entire time, I always arrive feeling as though I've walked, carrying my luggage, for however long it took me to get there. It's as if my body somehow knows how far I've gone, and gets tired on account of it. But it also knows I've been sitting on my ass the whole damn time, so I'm also kind of wired and restless.
I never said I was consistent.
I did, however, have a great time. I love going to Asheville, and I always want to move there after I visit. This lasts a day or so. There's just not a great job market in my field, though, and I would totally suck at waiting tables or working retail. Plus I was looking at the real estate prices and there is no freaking way I could afford to live there at all. But it's full of sweet young things with groovy tattoos, and middle-aged hippie retirees, and everybody brings their dogs everywhere and there are lots of restaurants and there's music and art and, well, tourists. You know how they are. And little shops. There are lots of little shops.
Asheville is totally different than here. This is a great place to live, but I probably wouldn't want to visit, if you know what I mean.
I'd post pictures, but I only brought the Holga. It'll take me a while to get the film processed, etc.
8 comments:
I still regret that when I was close enough to Asheville, living in Nashville, that I never took the opportunity to go. Can't wait to see Holga's pics.
i loved ashville when i was there a few years back with the 'other' alphabitch. even though the place was a wee bit too 'artsy' and full of itself. but i guess someone who lived in santa cruz for 12 years -- and loved it -- shouldn't make that sort of criticism, eh?
But Magpie, don't all cities have an "artsy" section that's full of itself? I live in a widespot in the middle of the road in Missouri and we have a section of "downtown" that's like that. And we won't EVEN get into the insanity that is Branson (hits forehead against desk).
Magpie: Pot, meet kettle. Even your current residence is not immune to this phenonmenon. I'm with Amy - every place is like that. Except of course Minneapolis. Oh, wait, never mind.
I had to laugh at a T-shirt I saw in Asheville that said in big letters: "DON'T ASK ME FOR DIRECTIONS - I'M NOT A FUCKING TOUR GUIDE." The young lady wearing it was so totally hot though that I wanted to ask her for directions anyway.
Or her number.
Thanks for reminding me Amy, I've gotta take those pics downstairs right now before they close.
portland? full of itself? nah, you must be thinking about the one in maine.
[runs away fast]
Magpie - Yes, Portland, ME is REALLY full of itself, but not nearly as full of itself as Kennebunkport. Ugh.
As to your Portland, sadly, I've never had the pleasure.
Alphabitch, we used to have t-shirts in Nashville that read "Welcome to Nashville, now y'all go home."
I went to Nashville
Drove to Asheville
Nashville was blah
Asheville was small
The art was nice
At too high a price
I didn't see it all
Came home to Arkansas
And started a blog
Should've gone to Prague!
(Damn. I need more coffee.)
alphabitch,
sorry for the lame verse. I'm trying to start my engine and realized I'm out of gas! :>/
I eagerly look forward to the Holgafication of Asheville.
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