The mountains are full of sweet little towns, think all American romantic films like the notebook and you have a pretty good idea of what the main streets still look like. Ok so Hendersonville is now built up with big shopping parks around the town, however the main street and surrounding blocks still holds a beautiful charm.
I couldn’t resist a look around the general store once I heard about there sweet collection.
Just rows and rows of bucket s filled with sweets, I spent far too much money here, oh well it was worth it. Once my sweet tooth was awakened I desperately needed more sugar.
And I found just the place, Mikes on main is a cute old fashioned diner just what I was looking for.
How cute is this? It was like being transported back in time although I don’t think the novelty had worn off on the staff unfortunately.
I ordered the banana split, one thing I am missing about England is our cakes but this certainly raised my blood sugar for the afternoon.
By far my favourite thing about Hendersonville is The annual bearfootin public art walk, where every year bears are displayed along main street, 20 in total before being auctioned off in the autumn for local charities.
One of the downfalls of the mountains is the weather changes so quickly, my day was cut short as a storm started rolling in.