One of the most delightful parts of this visit of friends was having a companion on my regular walk. All the young people we’ve had here needed sleep more than exercise. Karen is like John; she needs about half as much sleep as an average person. That means I have had a constant playmate. Heady stuff!! John went with us to the creek yesterday, since he didn’t have cardiac rehab. Of course, the toy camera insisted on recording the event.
The choice for the day was going to see Biltmore mansion or walking around Pack Square in downtown Asheville. We had a sedate stroll in town, marveling at the number of eateries on every street. Karen and I walked through one shop with an astounding array of non-essential items like adult (not pornographic) coloring books, wind chimes, whirligigs, eclectic baby clothes, toys, and home decorative pieces. Buskers were in evidence. Where the sidewalk was three times the normal width, a woman accompanied herself with a guitar. She had the full setup – microphone and amplifier. I would have taken her picture, but I was afraid she would expect a tip if I had. The most interesting performer was a white haired man juggling three white pins similar to bowling pins. He not only had a ponytail down his back, he also had two other tails on each side of his head. It was a good thing the pin he dropped didn’t land on his bare feet.
Daughter Lise would have envied our parking space. We were right in front of the Asheville Chocolate Lounge! We peered through the window but righteously avoided going in. Chocolate + Milk was the name of the shop next door. Talk about overload! For some reason, the toy camera didn’t get excited about those things. It did make Al pose under a sign for the cigar shop. We stayed outside while he walked in.
On the way home we went on the Blue Ridge Parkway, seeing the vistas that were obscured by fog the day before. The last photo op was in the afternoon when Al fed the horses in our neighbor’s field.
The rest of the day was filled with talk and laughter, while we took time out to pursue personal hobbies. You are welcome to imagine which activity belongs to each of us. We looked at a train web cam in New Mexico, checked email in an easy chair, smoked a cigar on the front porch while reading, and worked a crossword puzzle while waiting for the soup to heat.