It has only taken me two weeks to get the final post up for my bachelorette. You could say it’s been a crazy two weeks. There’s been some drama, some stress, lots of fun, and some traveling. But I guess I’ll focus on those later. Today, the last day of my bachelorette party (#1).
After Saturday night, we were down to 4 ladies. Our local friend, MD, had to fly out for a family emergency. I was sad to see her leave but also knew she needed to go to be there for family. I’m just glad she was able to be there for any length of time and she let us take over her apartment. Not to mention let me bring the dog we were dog sitting, Sassy, and she was kind of a high maintenance pup even if she was cute. Originally P was supposed to be home that weekend but he ended up traveling to the Outer Banks of NC for a quickly thrown together wedding. Congrats to R&D! And no, there was no scandal involved.
Anyway, we brought the dog but it was fine. After we got MD out the door to the airport we decided to finally hit the yoga studio. MP found Asheville Yoga Center and we thought there was a donation community class that day. Unfortunately, it wasn’t a donation class, it cost $16 which was a little expensive for me but it was an awesome class. The class was very focused on positioning and the postures. Myself and MP, who’s a trained yoga instructor, really enjoyed it. We all felt great after.
Greenville Yoga Center
We wanted to get a quick lunch but tasty, like the lunch we had had before at Green Sage I wanted to taste the flavors of Asheville, a city known for its local, organic, vegetarian and vegan friendly cuisine. One of the women at the studio recommended Plant which was only a couple of blocks away. We walked. It was a really cute place with an impressive menu but it was not an impressive experience. We waited an hour to get our food and the server did not check on us or acknowledge that we were waiting the entire time. I think the food was delicious for all of us but our irritation and starvation kind of overrode the communication to our taste buds. It was one of those open kitchens where you see the food cooked and come out – we watched people who were seated after us eat and leave before we got our food. And MP’s order wasn’t even correct. I can handle the Asheville lackadaisical attitude to a certain degree but not for that long.
We walked back to the car in the rain and we were all a little cranky after the experience from our “short” lunch. Our plan had been to go tubing down the Green River but after much discussion about the timing, the lack of knowing where to go since MD was gone, we decided to just go to the pool at MD’s apartment. We were told we had to have a resident vouch for us for us to be there so we made friends with a guy sitting by himself. He was nice and I tried to set him up with MD – it was kind of my task for the weekend. In a funny, not obnoxious way… I hope.
We decided to meet up with another old college friend who’s now living in Asheville at the Skybar. Really cool place, kind of hard to find from Google Maps because it’s not really a place. You take one of those older elevators that a guy is sitting on, opening and closing the door for everyone, up to this building’s fire escape. And that is the bar, this fire escape.
Skybar or Sky Bar?
The atmosphere was really cool and the view was amazing especially since we were there at sunset. A storm also rolled in as we watched minute by minute as it passed through the sky and over the mountains.
I was a little disappointed with the drink – they infuse their own rum which sounded very interesting. You could have the rum straight or they’d make a mojito out of it. I love mojitos so I ordered the blackberry lime. I was disappointed. There was no mint, no fizz, no raw sugar, none of the stuff you expect from a good mojito. But it was still a cool experience. I’d just order a glass of wine next time.
After Skybar we went to Mela, an Indian restaurant, for dinner. This is one recommendation the yoga studio did not mess up. It was so good. I would definitely go again, and the cocktail I had (which I cannot remember! Lotus something I think) gives the Blood Orange Spice a run for its money. Go there. Order it.
This is a super long post so I’ll close it. This was the best weekend of my life. I am so grateful for my friends for giving me a weekend where I didn’t have to worry about money, about the wedding, about driving home, about anything. (I’m a worrier.) I had so much fun - love these women.
Bachelorette didn’t really end there – I had another mini one last weekend with Phil’s cousins. That’s another story.