The city of Chapel Hill
You won't have much reason to visit Chapel Hill outside of visiting the campus of UNC, but here's a little bit of information about the city itself.
It's located mostly in Orange County, North Carolina, but also a little in Durham County. It was founded in 1819 (after the school) and the population is just over 51,000. If you drive around the area close to campus, you'll see a lot of lovely, expensive homes. The public buses are free if you need a ride.
Greeting people with "hey"
Here it is a local custom to greet people you meet by saying "Hey". Then following that is " How are you today?" and maybe a little something about the weather. Here - we talk to each other. That means in the store, at the gas station, in the restaurant, at the grocery store and any person you may meet. We say "hey" - not 'Hi" or "Hello". We are slower here than up north - so if you come here from - say - NYC - you better be ready to slow down. Its just the way things are! Also - people all go to church on Sunday and dress up. If you go out on Sunday - you will see people in Sunday clothes. Also - Wed. are big church days - actually - evenings and esp. in Durham people get off early to attend church on Wed. evening.
Celebrity Dairy is a local goat farm along with a beautiful B&B. In addition to goats, there are ducks, chickens, pigs and turkeys on the farm. Oh, and peacocks. Banish any thoughts of hokey, dirty farms. This is a lovely, classy place to stay AND a sustainable agriculture farm. There are also miles of hiking trails adjacent to the farm.
The B&B is formed from two buildings - one from the 1800s and another modern. Ask Brit about the fireplace in the dining room! Rooms range about a hundred dollars a night.
I had some friends coming from London and they stayed there for three nights and loved it! We visit often for Sunday dinner, and are having our wedding there.
On the third Sunday of the month, there's a fabulous 5 course meal prepared by local chefs. Most of the ingredients are locally grown or produced.
CHAPEL THRILL !
"PARTY CENTRE OF THE UNIVERSE!"
H E L L O !!!!
I WENT TO UNIVERSITY HERE. WHAT IS CHAPEL HILL LIKE? IT’S LIKE WHATEVER YOU WANT IT TO BE. IT IS HOME TO A UNIVERSITY WITH OVER 23,000 STUDENTS. IF YOU WANT BEER BARS, LIVE MUSIC, ARTS, WEIRDNESS, OR JUST WANT TO LEARN – IT’S ALL HERE. A QUIET TOWN THAT GETS LOUD WHEN YOU WANT IT TO. FOLLOW THE TARHEELS BASKETBALL TEAM TO ANOTHER NATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP, TAILGATE AND DRINK BEER.
CHAPEL THRILL IT IS !
A Night in Chapel Hill, As Far As I Can Recall
I really wasn't. It ended up in my pocket... here's what I can recall...
July 2002, in town for a wedding. Started drinking early on the morning of the blessed event, not to insulate or isolate myself from the day; indeed, I had a feeling the day ahead could never occur in a state of sobriety.
At the reception no one saw me fall off the fence railing, but yeah, I was wasted. Andy Griffith made his professional debut here. Managed to stagger to a room in the rather expensive Chapel Hill Inn where I was not a guest. A few hours later flying khaki awoke me.
"Dude, I found your pants."
Where did they go and what were they doing while I slept? I wondered. Nevermind, the night was beginning.
"Who's with me?" I asked, zipping my fly up. My friends looked paler than usual. No need to drag them to an even lower level of being, I must go it alone.
I made my way to Franklin Street, with vague promises of people I barely knew saying they would be in places I wasn't sure even existed. They did and the people were there but I didn't know any of them. A cute round-faced, huge-breasted sweetheart gave me occasional light pats on the arm. "Wow! Yer like Jack Kerouac. Honey, you gotta meet this guy, he's just like Jack Kerouac."
Her boyfriend, "Bear," gave the appearance of friendliness between warning glares. I wasn't here to cause trouble. A UNC U.S. History grad student and I discussed labor movements; I signed off with a, "Power to the People!"
The next bar resembled a dungeon. Feeling jovial, I bought a round. The discussion from the last bar continued, this time I signed off with a, "Workers of the World, Unite!"
My new friend helped me find the Chapel Hill Inn. We wished each other well and parted, me fully expecting to go straight to sleep.
Then I met Audrey, who said she was looking for a postcard...