Steven and I have traveled a good bit, and between the two of us, we've seen many a sight. We've seen a lot of places and people, but this one ranks right up there for the "unique" prize.
Asheville is nestled in the western mountains of North Carolina. They are known for their festivals, and also known for their hippies. And, we weren't let down on either factor. Hippies galore! Patchouli galore! (I happen to like patchouli...) Dreadlocks galore!! Wrinkled organic clothing, galore!!
Add Halloween weekend and a Music Festival dedicated to Bob Moog and Voila! You have a festival of freaks. And, by the way, I include ourselves in that group.
We went out the first night we were there and saw all sorts of costumes. Examples:
(I do love a monocle)
Everywhere we went, people were in costume. Well, we think they were in costume. We saw chicken men, super heroes, fairies with light up wings (my fave!), Waldo, The Stay Puff Dude from Ghostbusters, lots of robots, and on and on. These folks went all out. The costumes were as interesting as the music; seriously.
We stayed in a neat little condo that was within walking distance to everything. See the window on the right, top floor? That's the window that was open as I heard the drummer who never stopped. (see previous post)
This building was also across the street from a church with church bells that rang for 10 straight minutes. Have you ever heard church bells ring for 10 non stop minutes?
Here's some more of the interesting folks we happened upon:
But, nothing, I mean NOTHING compares with the freakishness of THESE two. YIKES!!!