We always find our way back home

This morning we woke up in Asheville for the last time. We sadly packed our things, crammed the bags into our cars, and said good bye to our wonderful hostel.


On our way out we stopped at Homegrown, a farm-to-table restaurant that served the most delicious brunch. We ate fried chicken biscuits, quinoa bowls, local jelly, and drank sweet tea. It was a lovely way to say good bye to our home for the week.

We had the most incredible time in Asheville learning about poverty and working directly with the people who are most impacted by it. This blog just covers the surface level of our experiences, any of us would be glad to share more with you in hopes that others’ perspectives can be changed like ours have!