The Hills Were Alive
Have returned from the land of freedom and unity. My brother Justin and I spent a few days in the Killington and Stowe areas. The short version of the trip is:
Hiked for seven hours straight one day. I didn’t think I was going to make it out of the woods alive.
Toasted marshmallows over an open fire in front of our cabin. Heaven.
Went to the Long Trail, Magic Hat, and Von Trapp breweries/brew pubs. Yes, Von Trapp as in Sound of Music. Which I have never seen. Is now on the Netflix queue.
Daisy met us for lunch and a tour of the Ben and Jerry’s ice cream factory. We tried Boston Cream Pie ice cream, and also Peanut Brittle ice cream. Unbelievable. Also went to a Cabot store, a cider mill, and the Green Mountain Coffee Roasters visitor center.
Zipped around Smugglers’ Notch as well as Skyline Drive to the top of Mt. Equinox.
Stayed at Ye Olde England Inne in Stowe. The owners are English and were SO kind. The hotel’s restaurant carries 150 beers. The room had cable and I watched a special about Michael Jackson’s relationship with his chimp, Bubbles. (Michael died a year ago tomorrow…I feel like I watched the televised funeral yesterday.)
I still have to unpack…I had a wonderful time with my lil bro. I’m glad that my weirdness still hasn’t phased him a bit.