A weekend in Asheville

I spent last weekend in Asheville, North Carolina. It was my first time there, but it won’t be my last.

Before I left a co-worker said “Oh you’ll love Asheville. It’s full of hippies.” And she was right. Asheville is full of my people.

That has absolutely nothing to do with why I was in Asheville. It’s just an interesting aside that Asheville is full of hippies. My experience living in the Appalachians involved a distinct lack of hippies. Hm.


I went to Asheville with a cousin (really with 5 cousins), my mom, my sister, and my niece and nephew to go to a Fiber Festival (for those less into “fiber” it was a yarn festival). Apparently this one is kinda a big deal; it even has it’s own website.  Despite the fact that this thing was essentially an arena full of yarn, it was pretty awesome. The kids (all 4 of them) loved the animals and I was too overwhelmed by the all the yarn to buy anything.

The youngest festival attendant thought the sheep were hilarious

Baby Alpacas are sooo cute

The big attraction, though, was not the fiber festival. It was the Biltmore.

If I had walked to the top of the hill before the sun started setting, this  would be a better picture. 

I had so much fun there! Even with 4 kids who were sleepy, the Biltmore was awesome. I can’t wait until I can go back and spend the entire day there.

I’ll leave you with the other big attraction of the weekend.

The Mountains.

Ah. The mountains in fall. 


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