Asheville Love Fest

To attend Thirsty Thursday in Asheville, you first have to get there. As discussed.

Mistah and I like to drive south on I-81* into Tennessee . . .

[*Thank you, Lisa.]

. . . and then drop down into Western North Carolina.

Actually, I say "drop down" because we're heading south . . .

. . . and it feels like we're going forever downhill . . .

. . . but Mistah pointed out Johnson City TN's elevation is 1635 feet and Asheville NC's elevation is 2134 feet.

The bastid is right again.

But nevermind that. Have I ever told you how much I love Runaway Truck Ramps?

I love Runaway Truck Ramps.

And I'm getting pretty good at the ol' taking-photos-while-in-the-passenger-seat photography.

Ah Asheville. Just when you think you've seen all its beauty in its mountains . . .

. . . you start to see its people.

And, man, does Asheville have some good-looking people.

And I'm happy to report I know a lot of them.

I'm related to a lot of them.

The world's cutest goddaughter. And she's all ours.

What did we do in Asheville, you ask?

Well, besides visiting with the world's most beautiful peeps . . .

Seriously.

I'm changing her name to Goddessdaughter.

. . . we ate a lot.

Yum, Salsa's.

And one afternoon I found a sunny spot to do the puzzle whilst Mistah book-shopped.

We kept looking around Asheville and saying, "Why can't New London be like this?"

Oh, and we also drank a lot.

Everywhere you turn in that town there's a pub that brews delicious beer.

Jack of the Wood is one of our favorites.

Yum. Beer.

Mistah finessed a new way to photograph beer.

Pretty cool, huh?

And everywhere you look, those mountains . . .

. . . and look! My beautiful sister!

Our last night we went to a taco place down by the river . . .

Yum. Tacos.

Fill in your own captions for our facial expressions here.

Asheville was always a great city, but now they've embraced their river and railroad track spots, and it's better than ever.

It's a fabulous place on the Earth . . .

. . . especially if you're Thirsty.

Oh, Asheville, what a town you are. How hard it is to leave you. But you know what makes it a whole lot easier?

 We're Chapel Hill bound, baby.