This will be a long post.
I may not finish it all at once.
Last Wed. nite we left for N.C.
for our 23rd anniversary.
We arrived sometime on Thursday,
don't remember exactly because we
spent the night in a stinky motel.
We were staying at Tom and Cindy's place called the
"barn". It actually was at one time a barn where they
dried tobacco leaves.
They fixed it up with a kitchen, living, dining, sitting
and upstairs bedroom loft area - oh and 3 toilets and
one shower. They own part of a mountain or two so
that's right outside the door along with a stream running
down from the mountain, with lots of rocks in it -
I am the forever rock collector - not for type but for prettiness.
When we went upstairs and claimed our sleeping space
(the room we chose is called the cave) we noticed an
unpleasant smell. Chuck soon located the source,
a dead mouse, yuk. But the removal and lysol
soon expelled the deadly odor. We decided to hike
up the mountain before dinner. It's really beautiful
up there but the bugs are bad this time of year.
After dinner and a shower I was relaxing upstairs with a good book when
I heard this bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...smack into the wall in front of me and the
biggest fattest hornet I've ever seen started crawling on the pillow on the
bed next to me. Yes, it scared me bad!!!! but I still managed to kill it (Chuck
was in the shower or it would have been his job). Next we decided to
relax and watch a movie. We turned off the lights and part way through
the movie Chuck jumps up with his flashlite and says, "I think there's a
bat flying around in here." So we turn on the lites and sure enough, bat.
I get the bright idea to go into our bedroom and close the door so it can't
get in the one room you can close off. I run to the room about to go through
the door when I feel it fly over my head and see it go into the room, Chuck
said it actually ran into the door 1st because I'd already let out this blood
curdling scream that messed up its radar. Anyway, I managed to fall backwards
out of the room and slammed the door shut.
Well, I'll make this part short, it had landed on a wall and wouldn't move - my
scream scared it to death. Chuck figured out a way to catch it. He
took this trash can and put it over the bat - while I held it - he slipped a
towel over the opening by moving the trash can away from the wall a little
at a time. He held the towel tight over the opening and took it outside.
So, the room Tom and Cindy call the"cave" can now officially be called the