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fayetteville, nc: the city that tried to make me pay for parking (and failed)

@Freya Holm2/12/2026blog
fayetteville, nc: the city that tried to make me pay for parking (and failed)

so i took the greyhound into fayetteville with a backpack that smelled like gym socks and desperation. the weather here is no joke-checked my phone and it's like 6°c but feels like your soul's been dipped in liquid nitrogen. i heard from a guy at the bus station that the wind comes off fort bragg and just cuts through your jacket. true story.

neighbors? if you get bored, wilmington's a couple hours east but honestly just ride your bike to the cape fear river. it's free and the herons don't judge your life choices.


the city's kinda...flat? like, surprisingly flat. i was expecting hills but nah. just spread-out strip malls and neighborhoods with names like 'vineyard springs' that have no vines. or springs. but the sunsets over the cross creek trail? okay, fine, they slap.

A view of a city from a high viewpoint


the trail itself is just a paved path along the river, and in fall, the leaves look exactly like this:

selective focus photography of fallen brown leaves on green grass


i mean, as a *budget student, my whole vibe is: avoid anything with a 'resort fee'. i found a hostel on i-95 that used to be a motel? it was $25 a night and the A/C worked if you kicked it. this yelp list saved my life for cheap eats. my personal win: the taco truck at the truck stop on murchison road. cash only and the guy's dog does the accounting.

i heard at the coffee shop (the one that's also a laundromat? genius) that the historical museum is free on wednesdays after 4pm but the docent's a former marine who'll talk your ear off about the civil war. i went. he talked for 45 minutes. i left with more knowledge and a headache. TripAdvisor's reviews are split-some call it 'boring', others 'profound'. i'd go again.

a close up of a tree with pink flowers


if you're itching for a bigger scene, raleigh's like an hour away but honestly the bus schedule's a mess. better to just walk to the river and watch the kayaks. or don't-i'm not your mom.

portion control is for rich people and i'm not that kind of poor. so i bought a whole rotisserie chicken from the walmart deli for $3 and ate it on a bench downtown. a businessman gave me a look. i gave him a piece. he smiled. sometimes humanity costs $3.

the art scene's low-key cool. there's a mural on
grove street* that changes every month. saw one of a raccoon in sunglasses. the local arts council posts updates. also, the library has free zines made by students from the university. i took one about 'how to survive fayetteville without a car'. it was one page: 'walk. fast.'

final tip: the airport's tiny. like, one gate tiny. don't expect a mall. and if you see a guy playing guitar at the bus station, don't give him money-he's actually the security guard and he'll yell at you. i learned the hard way.

anyway, i'm on the bus back now, wind in my hair (it's actually freezing wind) and thinking: fayetteville, you weird, affordable, slightly dusty little secret. you don't need a 'vibe' or to be 'nestled' anywhere. you're just...here. and i kinda loved it.

p.s. the best coffee is at the diner on mcmahill. it's $1 and comes in a styrofoam cup. yelp's reviews are suspiciously positive but i think they're paid. i risked it. it was good.


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