The air was too cold. The pillows were too fluffy. Really Rebecca? I just spent forty days sleeping in a different bed each night – each with a different pillow. Some with no pillow. And now here I was in a huge house overlooking the Western North Carolina mountains, sleeping in the Master Bedroom which…
Tag: Kiawah
Making Good Stories
“Is this crazy?” Stacey asked. “Not at all,” I said. “Besides, it’ll make a good story.” “And you gotta live in order to have stories to write,” Stacey said. So she called the number. The woman on the other end – an actress in one of Stacey’s favorite childhood movies – said of course she…
Asheville–> Kiawah Island
There is an advantage to leaving Asheville at 7:30AM: Arrival at the gates to Kiawah Island at 12:30 pm. Gates? Yes, gates. It’s not a gated community – it’s a gated island from what I can tell. Not the kind of place I’d want to live (I’m not into planned communities), but a glorious place to…
Hayesville –> Asheville
Yesterday I moved out of my lovely home-away-from-home in Hayesville, NC and headed to Asheville. On the way, I enjoyed lunch and browsing at the City Lights Cafe and Bookstore in Sylva, NC. I’m in Asheville for two nights couchsurfing with David and Deanne. I met them yesterday at 4pm and we’re already making plans…
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