Stowe, Friday, July 25, 2025
The “other” Jennings family headed south first thing. This Jennings family, on the other hand, was “between houses,” since we were moving into a second airbnb for two nights until we could move into our guesthouse.
We decided that we would drive through Smuggler’s Notch and then down to Burlington, where we hadn’t been for a very long time. We love the notch, with its darkness and sense of mountains looming on both sides.
The plan worked well until we were descending from the notch, when the showers that had been forecast turned to torrential rain, which lasted until we were on the other side of Burlington. We drove south to Shelburne in search of antique stores. We found a nice one, but they had no chairs…so Sue’s quest for chairs for our dining table goes on. We also found an odd one: one room, with old stuff displayed as in a gallery, with absurd prices. It turned out it was basically the home base for an antique watch evaluator and repairer.
The rain had let up, and, after a good charge at Williston, we drove up to our “new” home away from home, a small apartment-like condo at a place in the Mountain Resort called The Lodge. The place was nice enough, although the bed resembled nothing so much as a trampoline.
We relaxed and read and decided to eat in, with a nicely improvised cacio e pepe!