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Betsy and I traveled to Florida to celebrate Thanksgiving with my son Robert and his family. Afterward we came home by way of our favorite beach in North Carolina. As we usually do, we traveled by back roads and found interesting places to visit whenever possible along the way.
I didn’t get suspicious at first — after all, this was our normal routine. But then I realized that Betsy was having me take her picture in front of some of the homes we saw along the way.
The first house she seemed interested in was the Biltmore house near Asheville, North Carolina, as you can see in the photo above.
We’ve been there many times, but this time Betsy commented on just how huge the house seemed to be. I’m inclined to agree with her.