Smackie the Frog

Kelly and I went to Charleston over the weekend. That’s why I have been AWOL. But it was a great time. Charleston is an amazing city. We had great food and went to the beach and did a little bit of shopping and drove around some. The only problem with the whole trip was that it was too short.

The most interesting part of the trip was our stay over in Asheville. We had decided to stay in a hostel since I had a good experience with them in Chicago. Well the Asheville hostel was nothing like the Chicago hostel. We got there and missed it the first time because it was literally just a house. So the second time we found it and went up and “B.J.”, the owner, was sitting out front talking to his mom. He forced us to sit down with him around this little table and wait for him to finish talking to his mom, who had the grossest feet in the world. She clearly never wears shoes. B.J. had that special “laid back” attitude of someone who does a lot of recreational drugs.

So then he got pissed off at us because we wanted to check in and he wanted to sit around and talk. But he took us inside, and showed us our room. It was the only room in the house with an A/C. He disappeared for 10 minutes finding our linens and came back, clearly irritated that we weren’t “mellow” or “chill” or something. When he opened the door to his room is smelled… funny. Finally he gave us a map and showed us all the vegetarian places and all the places that allow smoking. So we left, and eventually came to the conclusion that we were going to leave and get a hotel.

After dinner we went back to the hostel (luckily B.J. was gone), grabbed our stuff, and left and went and stayed in a hotel. And in retrospect it was such a good decision. But at least we got a little adventure out of our hostel experience.