We arrived at Boston airport in good time and farewelled the group - some of whom are going straight home and some going on to New York for a post-tour with Merryle.
David and I had a three hour wait (but better early than late...) then a two and a half hour flight with JetBlue to Charlotte North Carolina, the most memorable part being BLUE potato chips. It was lovely to see Carol's welcoming face at the baggage claim and then to see Jim who had been wrestling with airport traffic and drove in to pick up us and our bags. The airport is huge so the city must be large: however we were soon clear of Charlotte and heading to Gastonia to a restaurant called Rodi's for a delicious southern dinner.
It was another two hours of solid 6-lane freeway driving, cars swooshing past constantly and me battling to stay awake in the back seat until we arrived at Asheville, home of the Biltmore Mansion and our b&b the Biltmore Village Inn. We've got the Executive Cottage which is unbelievably luxurious except for no wine glasses which we will rectify tomorrow. Our host referred to Carol as the tour manager and I reckon she could take over from Merryle any time; she had everything organized for a great three days.
But bed is calling.
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