After a sleepless night in Franklin, North Carolina, on uncomfortably hard beds, Brian and I ventured away from Franklin and headed to Asheville. We decided the perfect place for Anne and CC to venture would be the Tobacco Barn Antiques, an old 70,000 square foot tobacco warehouse that had been transformed into an antique lovers dream.
We pulled up to the barn and were pleasantly surprised. Wrought iron gates decorated its exterior and the large overhead door was open.
I was immediately overwhelmed by its interior and rows and rows of antiques all gathered into one location. It seemed to stretch on for miles. There was an overwhelming selection of furniture, primitives and even some china. I was looking for something unusual.
Upon first glance I decided I wanted a glass hurricane lantern for our back deck. I found this one.
Brian found a decoy duck that he liked so we got that, too. It’s a 1941 signed decoy to add to his collection.
But we did fiind this lovely iron rooster dinner bell that will hang somewhere in our backyard.
We then headed to the next store, which supposedly had a good collection of estate jewelry. Unfortunately none of it was to my taste. Leaving Asheville, we headed west to Knoxville. The nice woman at the front desk upgraded us to a suite on the top floor with a view. Thanks, Amber!
Tomorrow, we hit Nashville. We’re hitting all the villes we can find.