Last night we splurged and stayed at The Grand Bohemian directly across from the Biltmore, sort of the mini castle version of the Vanderbilt digs. The Bohemian is an art hotel which was very nice, there were no velvet dogs playing cards so that probably speaks to their good taste. The previous 2 nights we stayed at the budget friendly chain hotels which is more the norm for us but usually one night on these trips we “go big”, and last night was that night.
Started out this morning with Starbucks. Our first one since leaving home Monday night, not a huge deal for Julie but Robert’s blood had reached a critical caffeine deficiency, and with all those mountain curves ahead Julie felt if better safe than sorry. At Starbucks we sat outside right next to the Biltmore Estate. We decided not to spend the $120 to tour Biltmore instead we walked around Ashville and checked out some nice shops…and took a few pictures of the manicured grounds outside the entrance to the estate, kind of the redneck version on the Biltmore Tour.
Then we hopped on the bike and headed to Morganton… then proceeded up 181 to 226, past Grandfather Mountain, and on to Blowing Rock via 18 miles of incredible curves. While in Blowing Rock we ate a fabulous lunch at Bistro Roca. After lunch and a walk down Main Street (and a few chocolate treats and a Cuban coffee) we jumped on the world renowned Blue Ridge Parkway and stopped in Old Switzerland for the night.
Another perfect day! So blessed!