
Tux made it to the city referred to as "The Land of the Sky" (Asheville, NC). He was a little motion sick from the winding mountain roads, but he loved what he saw once we arrived. A bustling city, full of eclectic people bouncing around with a carefree aura. Friendly faces, artists, buskers, and small shops that offer everything from hippyware to America's best chocolate.


We talked about how Asheville has been a majestic sleeping city which has just recently awoke. For the past few decades it has been in a form of hibernation. People still visited for the Biltmore House and other reasons. However, the uptown area was in decline and almost everywhere you looked, its slumber was evident. Then suddenly it began to wake. Revived by the artists and thousands, if not millions of loving and caring friends, the city was back. The stores were given new purpose. Department stores became art galleries. A historic shopping center turned government facility, was transformed back. Tux had never seen the original Asheville, nor its decline but he looked on in amazement as people with green hair and guitars walked by him. He was bewildered by the smell of fresh chocolate being baked, while a man outside played a tune on his flute. A bombardment of wonderful sights, sounds, and smells that is hard to find anywhere else. He thinks he found a place many penguins would love to call home. I told him..... I wouldn't mind it either.
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