Timberley, Samuel, and I said goodbye to our friends in Louisville and set off for the faraway land of North Carolina. But we thought we should stop off in St. Joseph, MI along the way for some swimming in Lake Michigan. While we were there my dad flew out from CA to make the trip to NC. We picked him up at the airport in Kalamazoo.
We returned to Louisville from St. Joseph long enough for Samuel to get his warts frozen and injected at the doctor, then we set off for NC. We went through West Virginia on the way and found the best Italian restaurant in Beckley. I wish we had found it years ago for all of our many trips from Louisville to Richmond. We could have avoided Sbarro pizza at the Tamarack travel stop and just gone down the street for some real Italian food at Pasquale’s. I had linguini carbonara, and it was fixed the authentic way, which I am sure is illegal in some states since it involves raw or slightly cooked eggs. But it apparently is still legal in West Virginia, or Pasquale has some deal going with the local health department officials. Anyway, we had a great meal, spent the night at Beckley and then set off for Raleigh. We entered NC through Mayberry (Mt. Airy) and passed Mt. Pilot (Pilot Mountain) on our way to Raleigh. My dad took our picture at the border.