It’s Columbus Day Weekend. It’s a big weekend in New England (Much like labor day is in Indiana). Folks make a made dash to their favorite vacation haunts before winter settles in. On Saturday, Sunday and Monday New England operates like high tourist season. On Monday night everyone is gone and many, many shops, restaurants and hotels shut down until June.
I love to travel New England this week. After an exciting start you have everything to yourselves.
I’ll let the pictures tell much of the story about today. We drove. We stopped and shot photos. We drove. We stopped and shot photos, etc. We saw some great stuff, had a few laughs and drove some more.
We crossed Lake Champlain on the last boat. We had no idea when the last boat crossed and we arrived about 20 mins before it left. We arrived in Burlington, VT after dark. Rather than stop and eat there we pushed on and on and on. It was Sunday night — late — and we could find no place to eat. It might make a great story to go on and on about the panic that sets in with no hope of food or a hotel room — but you’ve been there, right?
We found a great pizza place in closed-up-and-dark-as-night St. Johnsbury, VT. We enjoyed an inexpensive and quick meal. The gal working there really couldn’t help much with lodging. We decide to sleep in the van and left to find a spot. A few miles later we spotted the quaint Alpine Valley Motel. It wasn’t much to look at, but had a history and a vacancy and no WiFi.