Woke up (Monday), hooked up with the peeps, off for breakfast (hey, you humans got a good thing going with this whole "food" thing). Alas, back into a pumpkin. No more carbs...fuck it, go for it. Crepes for breakfast! Delicious!!! One nice thing/barometer of your traveling peeps is: the check. No quibbling over who had what, just take the total and divide. Wonderful restaurant, better company. Shared info re: the red peeps-Hector was taken to the med tent after his 1/2, turns our all ok.
Checked out, drove by Deb n' Marge walking downhill as we split town, headed to Vermont. Again, no prob @ the border, knew I wouldn't need a passport (check the website duh!!!) Got to our B n' B. WOW. Has anything been so quaint??? A real stereotype. When you think B n' B, this is it. We walked in, no one home, door open, everything open. We ain't in 'da hood, yo. Minutes later 1/2 of the owners walks in-George. REAL Vermont type, talks too much, hugs too much. Turns out he's a musician, next thing I know I'm getting hugged n' we say we may drop by his gig later that night.
Beautiful rooms, "charming," "quaint," and the name of the third I can't remember. I'm in "charming," yes, that got alot of jokes.
Off to a terrific dinner @ a brewery he recommended, then off to hear his jazz band. By that time our collective eyes were droopy (exacerbated by the bookstores and cd stores we HAD to visit.) Back to the B n' B, YESSS!!! Cable. Watched some espn, then comedy central, bed by 11:20.
Tuesday woke up, had a terrific breakfast by George's wife Anne. She gave us t.m.i. re: the house (son lives in finished barn-huge-he too is a musician...), made us an amazing breakfast-omelet for Gillian and I, eggs over easy for Helen, pancakes for Rob (knew you'd be wondering). Then, off to Burlington.
2 hour drive, then we're there. Beautiful country. Some walking around, both Rob and I really sore still-stairs and getting out of the car were telling examples-who gritted their teeth worse. Lots of laughs throughout.Went to a farm-Gillian has a cheese fetish, so off we went. REALLY beautiful (now I know where all the liberals been hiding). Did a 3 hour tous, a 3 hour tour. Had a bite to eat, then all too soon, back into the vehicle.
Back in Queens by 10:30 pm.
Wow. Just wow. Can't wait to see Helen's 5,000 and Debbie's 5,000 pix.
Quite the experience. Next year I'm pushing for the San Juan 10k, we'll see. You can't put lightening back into a bottle, but this was a total blast.
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