Floyd, VA

We got to Floyd just at dusk and were welcomed with the openest of arms. I can’t say enough good about Frank and Sally…great people and a great couple. When Alan got out of the truck and looked around standing on their driveway he got the strongest feeling of deja vu he’s ever experienced. He took it as a good sign and moved on. Frank whipped us up some really good pasta with roasted veggies. His son and his son’s girlfriend were also staying over, and we all sat outside talking into the warm mosquito-free Virginia night. The next morning Alan gave their old loving diabetic cat Yoda one final head rub, we bade our farewells to Sally, and Frank drove us to their café, Café del Sol, in downtown Floyd. Floyd is one of the towns along “The Crooked Road,” Virginia’s heritage music trail, and many great acts and a lot of great bluegrass bands come through and play at their venue, The Sun Music Hall, which is in the same building as their café. Anyway, Frank hooked us up with free breakfast sandwiches, yum. Alan was overjoyed when the server agreed to put yerba mate through the espresso machine, giving him a large cup of the dankest mate which lasted him all day. Frank made Alyssa’s cappuccino, and tried unsuccessfully to do the heart-shaped foam thing. Alan bought some artwork they had for sale by a local visionary artist named Starroot. Then we said our goodbyes and drove through a stretch of the scenic Blue Ridge Parkway on our way into the deep south.