Vermont — Day 4

I woke up early this morning and took a short hike. G3 didn’t want to join me. It seemed as if the rest of the campground was asleep since it was really quiet. The hike was more of a nature walk through the forest, but I still relished the serenity—listening to the birds and watching the fronts and salamanders skedaddle out of my way. Before heading back to the campsite, I detoured to the beach. Even this far away, at a lake instead of the bay, I find myself missing Dad. How many Memorial Weekends did I spend with him at the beach in Mattituck?

We had breakfast at the campsite, sitting around the campfire and talking. It was an extremely pleasant morning. We probably would have lingered longer if we didn’t need to break camp and get on the road.

We detoured to Great Barrington for lunch to meet up with more cousins. G3, Sarah, and Emily had not been in the same room with each other for ten years. However, before we ate, I needed to check out a used book sale at the library. I was very disappointed, all those books and not one called out to me begging me to buy it. Oh well.

Since Italian food seems to be the cuisine that appeals to mast people, we ate at an Italian restaurant that seemed to specialize in specialty pizza. The eight of us took over a corner by the door and proceeded to have a rowdy conversation. Meals like that never last long enough even through we hang out at the table long after the last bite has been eaten. Following our meal, we walked around for a bit and then stopped for Ice cream—again. We certainly do have a weak spot for ice cream.

The traffic going home was so bad the GPS rerouted us away from the NY Thruway. We had hoped to be home sometime between 7 and 7:30 since I have to get up early for work tomorrow. However, we didn’t pull into our driveway until 8. I guess it could have been worse.