<?xml version="1.0" encoding="iso-8859-1" ?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>washingtonpost.com - North Carolina</title><link>http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/travel/archive/unitedstates/nc?nav=rss_travel/archive/unitedstates/nc</link><description>North Carolina</description><language>en-us</language><ttl>15</ttl><image><title>washingtonpost.com</title><width>140</width><height>20</height><link>http://www.washingtonpost.com</link><url>http://media.washingtonpost.com/wp-srv/hp/image/wp_web.gif</url></image><item><title><![CDATA[Game, Set...Match?]]></title><link>http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A15232-2005Feb10.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/unitedstates/nc</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A15232-2005Feb10.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/unitedstates/nc</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 Apr 2005 11:20:31 GMT</pubDate><description><![CDATA[Austin <br>866-GO-AUSTIN, www.austin texas.org<br>   MERRYMAKING:  For bars/restaurants swarming with singles, cruise SoCo, along Congress Avenue. Other hot spots: Oslo (301 W. Sixth St.), for metrosexuals and the women who primp like 'em; Iron Cactus (606 Trinity...]]></description><author></author></item><item><title><![CDATA[In North Carolina, Grab   A Soda and a Tune]]></title><link>http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A9477-2004Oct29.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/unitedstates/nc</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A9477-2004Oct29.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/unitedstates/nc</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 Apr 2005 11:20:31 GMT</pubDate><description><![CDATA[    WHAT:  The Front Porch Music Series, which runs through Nov. 12.]]></description><author></author></item><item><title><![CDATA[Pillar Talk]]></title><link>http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A12774-2003Oct24.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/unitedstates/nc</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A12774-2003Oct24.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/unitedstates/nc</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 Apr 2005 11:20:31 GMT</pubDate><description><![CDATA[They've censored the Chimney Rock sign. Back in the 1950s, road signs depicted a line drawing of western North Carolina's famous granite pillar with a smile on it and a waving, welcoming hand attached. A friendly cartoon character beckoning the whole family to have fun. But by the time I was in my twenties, the sign had been replaced by a more realistic photographic image taken from an angle that didn't emphasize quite so strongly what I realize, with the wisdom of age, was the Rock's definite resemblance to, well . . .]]></description><author> Lloyd Rose</author></item><item><title><![CDATA[Fang Shui]]></title><link>http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A52749-2002Aug6.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/unitedstates/nc</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A52749-2002Aug6.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/unitedstates/nc</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 Apr 2005 11:20:31 GMT</pubDate><description><![CDATA[The Alligator River National Wildlife Refuge is home to 200 species of birds, overly friendly black bears, the country's northernmost alligators and the red wolf. <em>By Hugh Biggar</em>]]></description><author> Hugh Biggar</author></item><item><title><![CDATA[Pot Stuff]]></title><link>http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A13204-2002Jun7.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/unitedstates/nc</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A13204-2002Jun7.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/unitedstates/nc</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 Apr 2005 11:20:31 GMT</pubDate><description><![CDATA[It was daunting: a hundred potteries scattered over three counties of meandering country roads, a map, two days and an empty trunk.]]></description><author> Susan Harb</author></item><item><title><![CDATA[THE OUTER BANKS]]></title><link>http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A63703-2002May23.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/unitedstates/nc</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A63703-2002May23.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/unitedstates/nc</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 Apr 2005 11:20:31 GMT</pubDate><description><![CDATA[The Outer Banks are a region of myths, mysteries, shipwrecks and miles of unspoiled seashore, dunes and maritime forest. For centuries, the treacherous seas and shoals off the 130-mile chain of barrier islands have confounded mariners. More than 1,000 ships are known to have gone down off these shores, leaving behind only a nickname -- "The Graveyard of the Atlantic" -- and some twisted timbers in the sands.]]></description><author></author></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Bird  That Got Away]]></title><link>http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A3009-2001Nov9.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/unitedstates/nc</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A3009-2001Nov9.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/unitedstates/nc</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 Apr 2005 11:20:31 GMT</pubDate><description><![CDATA[What's the worst thing that could happen if you signed up for a weekend birding trip in North Carolina's Outer Banks, and it was windy and cold and you decided to bag it and leave a few hours early?]]></description><author> Carol Sottili</author></item><item><title><![CDATA[Ready . . . Set . . .WHOA!]]></title><link>http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A2324-2001Apr10.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/unitedstates/nc</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A2324-2001Apr10.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/unitedstates/nc</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 Apr 2005 11:20:31 GMT</pubDate><description><![CDATA[I lowered myself into the snug cockpit, still fiddling with a latch on my helmet. The boat was not much bigger than a surfboard; but its 350cc engine pushes it through the water more like a dragster.]]></description><author> Erik Schelzig</author></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Thrills Just Down the Road]]></title><link>http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A49264-2001Mar23.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/unitedstates/nc</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A49264-2001Mar23.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/unitedstates/nc</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 Apr 2005 11:20:31 GMT</pubDate><description><![CDATA[THERE ARE PEOPLE IN THE WORLD READY -- even eager -- to climb any mountain, shoot any rapid or brave any viper's pit in pursuit of an adventure thrill. Except for one thing: They're afraid to fly. This Part 2 of our special adventure travel package is for them, and for all the other adrenaline junkies who don't think adventure has to be bookended by jet lag. Last week, we showed you derring-do tourism in distant wilds. These week, we explore some closer to home.]]></description><author></author></item><item><title><![CDATA[Wave Bye-Bye]]></title><link>http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A49349-2000Oct11.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/unitedstates/nc</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A49349-2000Oct11.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/unitedstates/nc</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 Apr 2005 11:20:31 GMT</pubDate><description><![CDATA[Autumn is the serious surf season at the Outer Banks of North Carolina. Surfers look forward all year to these days when the tourists are gone and the weather is rippling some big ones up the coast. So where are the waves this year?]]></description><author> Jeff Custer</author></item><item><title><![CDATA[Head Out on the Highway]]></title><link>http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A35933-2000Nov16.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/unitedstates/nc</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A35933-2000Nov16.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/unitedstates/nc</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 Apr 2005 11:20:31 GMT</pubDate><description><![CDATA[The Travel section helps plan readers' holiday driving routes.]]></description><author> Carolyn Spencer Brown</author></item><item><title><![CDATA[North Carolina: High on the Hog]]></title><link>http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A51959-2000Sep21.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/unitedstates/nc</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A51959-2000Sep21.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/unitedstates/nc</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 Apr 2005 11:20:31 GMT</pubDate><description><![CDATA[Every addict has a particular threshold, and after two days of furious culinary travel, I reached mine near Chapel Hill, in the middle of the great barbecue state of North Carolina. Keith Allen is a second-generation barbecue man with an expert eye for the peculiar local malady I'll call pork overload. He squinted at me in silence as I raved about the delicate sauces I'd encountered and the mountains of chopped pork I'd consumed. "I hope you got lots of Mylanta with you," he said.]]></description><author> Adam Platt</author></item></channel></rss>