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        Extreme doors of perceptions, this time Highlands, NC edition

Another day, another mini-road trip. This time, to Highlands, North Carolina
[1]. An old friend  lives in the area and we decided to drive out to have
dinner with them. On the way there, we ended up in a small Mexican restaurant
in Rosman [2] for lunch (one of three restaurants in town as it turns out).
Not bad, but the town of Rosman (population: 576 as of 2010) makes Brevard
[3] look positively metropolitan.

Then onwards to Highlands. Along the way, we came across a salvage place
(sans website, else I'd link to it) and stopped. There, I found yet another
stash of doors [4]:

[A picture of more stacked doors] It was tempting to think that opening one
of these doors would lead to Black Dog Salvage Company in Roanoke, but I
think the only thing that would happen is I find more doors … or perhaps let
in some pan dimensional beings, and that would be a Bad Thing™. [5]


I'm sensing a theme here.

Anyway, we finally arrived in Highlands at 4:45 pm, which was bad since the
entire town rolls up the sidewalks at 5:00 pm on the dot. Fortunately,
Bunny's friend was at the restaurant, where a good time and good food was had
by all.

After a few hours, it was time to drive back along US-64 to Brevard, in the
dark. I had fun driving along the up-and-down widing road, but for Bunny, it
was a white-knuckle experience.

[1] https://www.highlandschamber.org/
[2] https://www.transylvaniacounty.org/town-of-rosman
[3] http://brevardnc.org/
[4] gopher://gopher.conman.org/0Phlog:2021/11/06.1
[5] gopher://gopher.conman.org/IPhlog:2021/11/10/Doors.jpg

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