So this past week I went home. Home is in Vermont. A quaint little town of about 1,500 people. Yes, towns can be that small. It was nice to get out of the city and go up yonder in the mountains.
The week's festivities included: morning runs past the cows, canoeing at Emerald Lake, blueberry picking, rope swings, campfires, pbr, dirt roads, back roads, dirt-back roads, trivia night, bad pizza, running into people you miss from high school, running into people you don't miss from high school, Ben & Jerry's (suiting), Bromley Mountain, visiting my old boss who just so happens to be the nicest person in the world, tag sales, movie nights, camping, and nostalgia galore.
I'd say it was a damn good time up yonder in the mountains.
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