Sitting at the kitchen table at Pemberley Tuesday, folding pages and sewing them into books called Supernova Factory. A usual On the Cusp morning, me and Rachel waiting for Wes to come over. Wished we could go to Dalton's release party. Realized we both had Wednesday off. Decided what the heck let's go!!! Called Mom to get car from home, dissed, hung up, decided we'd wait for Wes to be the Voice of Reason. Looked up info for car rental. Wes arrived. Discovery he could go too. Ultimate what the heck let's go. Booked a reservation for a car the next morning early as we could (7:30), sent them off to class, tried to go to bed early and couldn't sleep, etc.
Here we go.
Indiana is sort of all the same for about 2 hours,
then you get a huge wind farm,
and Indianapolis. I pointed out the hospital I was born at + the suburbs I lived/ went to school in growing up. Wes drove all the way from Chicago into Kentucky while Rachel refused to pick a CD and I held down shotgun. We listened to The Used, had a Dashboard Confessional mini-session, Manchester Orchestra, Amanda Palmer, I can't remember really but Wes has a great CD collection (only lacking in My Chemical Romance tbh).
We got lunch at Taco Bell and they had beautiful trees in the drive-thru. We also forgot about the time difference and realized at about this point that we wouldn't be able to stop at all for any extended amount of time if we wanted to get there on time. Gas + drive thru only.
We brought along the copies of SF we still needed to sew and were B- productive in that we did some work but also lost needles and struggled hard.
Went through Ohio for a minute,
Crossed the Ohio River, back into Indiana and then Kentucky I think,
saw this INCREDIBLE windshield wiper thing that was Perfect and Brilliant, switched drivers at some point and Rachel took over.
Everything was incredibly green. We also experienced a tire exploding right next to our little car which sounded like a gunshot and woke me and Wes from our dozing and prompted much Holy Shit-ing and trying to figure out what the heck just happened. It was v scary.
And finally made it to the Mountains.
Went through two tunnels,
made it into Asheville, FINALLY!!!! Ten-ish hours later!!
Posed by this sign because it said Safety Is Your Ticket Home [Mom said safety is in crowds and 3 is a crowd and there are 3 of us].
Dalton paused the party/reading for us to get there and we finally got there and he met us with open arms and hugged us all and then did a Killer reading and was so endearing and he is so gooooood and everyone was lovely.
We went to a chocolate café first and had cake + chocolate milk and fell in love with everyone and then ended up at Waffle House, then it was time to go so we could make it back to Chicago for life on Thursday.
I took first shift driving back and very luckily had Rachel to talk to me for 5 hours about her whole Life (#blessed tbh) and Wes slept in the backseat. At this gas station the attendant was singing Alicia Keys to us while we got snacks inside and they didn't have sour gummy worms which was lame. He also showed us the engine of his Beetle. It was an experience.
Our goal was to make it past Lexington and we made it, though by the time we pulled over and woke Wes up we had gushed about half of what there is to gush about Dalton and the people we met and Asheville + talked Deep + laughed until we cried about if we got pulled over and told the officer "we're sorry, we were being silly." Also shed some tears about taking grandmothers to Golden Corral. It got pretty bad pretty quickly. Luckily Wes woke up and got straight to the driving and Rachel and I zonked out for a few hours while he discovered the perfect Skittle to wake him up.
Here is the sunrise, from a gas station in Indiana.
Made it back to Chicago at around 9:45, hit some traffic that Rachel handled like a champion, cried about the lack of blinding green + the cold, grinned the whole time because Life Rules.
We dropped Wes at home so he could get ready + go straight to class and Rachel and I returned the car then walked most of the way home together.
Bye Rachel
All in all the Best Thing We Have Ever Done. Shout-out Dalton for letting us put out one hell of a book and not thinkin we're crazy for coming over to celebrate, Jake for providing hella photographs, all the Asheville-ians we met that were so nice to us and promised to submit ;) , and the whole world particularly mountains for being incredible to us.
Collected 2 gigabytes of video too that I will eventually edit + add to this post as well. Just now still the middle of my work week so no time.
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