Asheville- yogurt weaving capital of the U.S

So, i havent writtten for a while and im so hot and sweaty this is going to be a short one...Theres a heatwave in the US atm and were not talking weston-super-mare beach weather, were talking 105 at 5pm in the afternoon. Asheville, North Carolina originally made its way into our itinerary after someone told us James Franco (actor) does a creative writing course there. after lonely planet had confirmed it was a nice place to go we went there. We stayed at a really cool hostel that had a suit of armour and a vegetable patch and even hooks in the bedrooms so you could hang things up..which is a rarity over here. On our first day we went for brunch at a place called Sunny Point and i ate GRITS for the first time. apparently a southern delicacy they are in fact just a corn based porridge that is a bit, well, gritty...but nice, with cheese and sausage...and this thing called a biscuit that is in fact just a scone...MMMMMMMMM. SO thats one thing off the list...we basically didnt do anything the whole time we were in asheville because it was so hot...someone told us there was a great 'drumming circle' we could go and join in (someone would probably lend us a drum..) DO I LOOK LIKE ID LIKE TO JOIN A DRUMMING CIRCLE?! obviously i do, but i dont.
We got the bus into town on our second day, and id just like to say, i cant wait to get back to the uk- there are so many weirdos in america. Its like, i use the bus in Manchester probably 2 times a day 5 days a week and have only ever encountered Crazy Bus lady 10 times (the name says it all) and also there was this one weird bearded man who went on about when he was a student in the 70s...but thats it. Han and i havent got on a bus, greyhound or other, without some weirdo bobbing around. GODDDDDDDDDD.
anyway, we went into a weaving cafe where baby yoga was probably compusory and using non biodegradable coffee stirrers was illegal. we had a nice cup of coffee and looked around the town, which is an artists central, then got back on the bus and hid at our hostel for the rest of our time there...We did go out for drinks one night, met another nutter at the bar with his young ukranian wife (he had a massive white beard and i thought he might have been Dumbledore in disguise)...Han had gone to the toilet and he asked me if i believed in crop circles or deja vu, which in my opinion are entirely different, so i said not really, and then he told me that i should because they were real and then started harping on for the entire rest of our drinks which was quite annoying, because it meant we had to get another one after to carry on our OWN conversation. ANd then as we paid the bar tender gave us one 'on him' and we had to drink that so as not to be rude, so i blame my sore head the next day on ashevilles reputation for being the 'politest place in the states' or something.....
anyway, it was nice, but were in Nashville now and im quite happy being in counrty music heaven, at least the nutjobs here have good taste in music...



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