Day 3:

On day three I had plans to explore Asheville more before heading to my first Workaway. However, the weather had slightly different plans. One of the best things to me about exploring a new city is walking the streets, but that isn’t the most pleasant thing to do when it’s pouring down rain and 50⁰F outside. It turned out the be alright though, because I was able to scout out some places that I wanted to check out later on my way back through.

After a little while of driving around the city I decided to head out of the populated area a bit and go to the Folk Art Center on the Blueridge Parkway. I’m pretty sure I was the only person there under the age of 50, but it turned out to be a really interesting stop. I enjoy different types of art, so it was neat getting to see a lot of pieces made by local artists and artisans. They had pieces ranging from hand-sewn quilts and clothes to handmade brooms, tables, and chairs. It was a craftsman’s dream. Of course by the time I left the Folk Art Center the skies were clear and blue. Perfect timing, right? Yeah, except I had already planned a specific time to arrive at the Workaway, so it didn’t do me a whole lot of good in regards to Asheville, but at least the rest of the day was stunning.

Lake Lure Flowering Bridge – Lake Lure, NC

During my drive to the Workaway I passed through the small town near Chimney Rock. It was slightly touristy, but nothing that would turn you off of the area. It still had a quaint mountain town feel to it. Not too far down the road was a garden bridge that was an old bridge next to the main road that had been filled with beautiful gardens and eclectic sculptures. It was a very unexpected yet pleasant stop. The roads were definitely very curvy, so it made the drive feel like it went on forever, but it was absolutely stunning none the less.

Lake Lure Flowering Bridge – Lake Lure, NC

I finally arrived at my Workaway around 1:30pm. I was greeted by William who was the father of the family I would be staying with. He was incredibly welcoming and gave me a tour of their scenic 16 acre property. There was another Workawayer that was already there named Adam. I had been a bit nervous going into this whole situation because I really didn’t know what to expect, but I was almost immediately set at ease. They were nothing but kind, laid back people. After asking what I could help out with I ended up weeding the garden and planting some kale seeds (which I later found out ended up being clover seeds). They really didn’t expect me to do very much since I was there for such a short stent. However, I was there to earn my keep, so I intended to do so.  When the rest of the family got back later that evening I spent some time getting to know his three kids. Honestly, I don’t usually love kids, but these guys were fantastic. They were fun, intelligent, and excited to talk and share things with me. Everyone in the family immediately made me feel at home, so I knew it was going to be a good stay.

That night they invited me to join them for trivia at a local brewery. The kids stayed with their grandmother for the night, so William, Laura, Adam, and myself were joined by one of their family friends, and we formed the Knowmads (get it?). We were in the lead when the final round came, but the tie breaker lost us the win, and it was my fault…kinda. The question was “in what state is it illegal to dress up as a nun, rabbi, or preacher for Halloween?” They all immediately asked if it was my state, because obviously that’s an Alabama thing to do. Of course I said it wasn’t, because I honestly didn’t think it was. Well, think again. Turns out roll tide was correct. Now we at least know what NOT to dress up as for Halloween.

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