The first part of the drive was pretty lame simply because I’ve driven from Chapel Hill to Hickory a million times. I’ve only been to Asheville a few times, but given my itinerary lunch in Asheville was not a particularly interesting stop. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoyed walking around down town and eating sushi and taking a break after 4 hours of driving. I read this local weekly newspaper about herbal living just to get a hint of what I might be facing in Berkeley. I’m lost. Maybe someone in Cali can explain it to me.
Headed out of Asheville after an hour and through the Appalachian mountains. Gorgeous drive. Absolutely amazing. They aren’t huge mountains, especially in comparison with what I’m up against in a few days, but they are certainly pretty. Anyone who’s driven the Blue Ridge Parkway must agree or they are not a real person. The drive from Asheville to Knoxville was pretty until I actually got to Knoxville. It may have still been pretty, but the terrible drivers detracted from all that. From Knoxville to Nashville, it seemed like no one could go the speed limit. I’m not an excessively fast driver, but I would appreciate at least doing the speed limit. So, obviously, my road rage reared its head.
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