Asheville – or as some of the locals we met refer to it: “Little San Francisco” – did not disappoint. It was a perfectly quirky dot on the map for our maiden voyage. Here is a a quick & dirty synopsis of this funky mountain town: A huge chalk wall lines …
A quick background on our RV, Lady Luck: She was a steal. A 2003 with only 13K miles. She was the exact size and type we wanted at 1/3 of the cost we were intending to pay. Combine the fact that she is part of the Leprechaun series of Coachmen …
Freedom. Freedom from a rushed and chaotic drive to work. Freedom from an hour-long lunch break that you can barely fit your errands into. Freedom from spin-class on Tuesdays and Body Pump on Fridays. Freedom from Bridal & Baby Showers on Saturdays and then drinking your “Oh-Shit-its-Almost-Monday Anxiety” away …