Asheville Friday

It's been a bit of a hit and miss trip this time again.  What I envisioned for these few days is different -- mainly because I don't feel well.  My energy is TANKED to the point that I wondered if I was getting sick (don't think so now).  It's hormones, baby (!!)  Of course it is ... and my back is temperamental from the curb debacle last week and I need to pace activities. 

That meant no walk after a Peloton workout.  I actually debated going back to bed ... see, thought I was getting sick.  I NEVER nap.  I held up and went to lunch at White Duck Taco -- cool place on the river.  Had an amazing fish taco (it's my favorite from this place) and street corn salad which I've eyed up each time I go.  Corn salad wasn't good though -- bummer, but I had to try it at some point.  Now I know.  Outside was nice but that's when I discovered I'd read the book already.  Mixed bag.

Then the walking tour of The River Arts District.  Supposed to be 7 of us -- spoiler alert, after waiting 25 minutes for late people, it was just me.  I guess I should be grateful because if people had canceled earlier, the tour would've canceled.  It was okay and I made the best of it.  Talked to artists, learned about the area.  The tour guide was flat though (nice enough guy) and the area has so much construction it wasn't very pretty to walk.  Still, I got what I wanted from the tour.  It was hot and full sun and I was very ready for it to be over.

Local Guitar Bar

Wanted to show my son the location.
These are the only pictures I took.

Turns out it's the same guide for West Asheville tour that was planned for this afternoon.  I was the only one signed up and the owner contacted me -- I decided to go ahead and cancel and not wait to see if someone else signs up.  I'm actually relieved.  I don't think I had it in me for this afternoon and the guide is boring.  I'll try again when I feel better and the weather is cooler.  He's the guide for that tour every time apparently so that won't change if I go again.

Books have largely been a bust this trip.  I usually read a book a day in Asheville.  Didn't like the library books (what?!!?) and very quickly ditched them.  I started a book from my TBR pile and I realized I read it already.  Two chapters in and I knew the story.  I have one final book in my bag.  I'm not even sure if I'll open it.  I brought the training manual (week 1) for the volunteering on Thursday and it's a lot more than I expected.  I've been reading that instead -- guess I should've started sooner.

Fingers crossed for this YA.

Today is a beautifully cool morning, but warm again for the afternoon.  I'm going for a walk of some sorts.  My body is the boss today.  Pushing isn't working.  Lunch downtown with my neighbor so I might squeeze in a teahouse moment (and read!!!!).  It's all hinging on how I feel and the afternoon is totally up in the air.  If I feel well, full Asheville experience coming my way.  If I don't, home to rest and volunteer homework.  

Tomorrow is a quick clean, farmer's market and heading home.  Movie night with hubby.  I'm ready to be GA bound again.  I miss my family (and that's hormones too -- not that I don't miss them, but a few days shouldn't trigger THIS MUCH homesickness).  I'm a feelings basket-case.  

Holiday week on the horizon.  Hope you have a good one planned.  And hope traffic isn't a disaster tomorrow for my drive -- eek.  Later gators.