We did not even pick up our bikes from the storage room, just put our stuff in our room and went to eat. I had had a sandwich at Charlotte airport around noon, but Dianne had not eaten since breakfast. We walked to a little restaurant, checking a few menus along the way. We were seated on the second floor balcony overlooking the street below. It was closed off to traffic by now, and there were a lot of people walking around, a brass band playing on the street corner about a block away, and music emanating from bars and restaurants all along the way. This is one sweet place! And the food and wine were excellent!