The Traveling Artist

Vermont

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We woke early to see the mountains furred in white fluffy clouds. No one else in the Trappe Family lodge was awake yet so we tip toes out and went moose hunting, in the car with no gun.

We ate a wonderful Austrian breakfast. Threw on cold wet bathing suits and got in one final soak in the hot hot tub, off to the indoor pool.
And then our one day of pretending we were part of the upper crusty was over. We packed our Roadtrip dusty car with sad faces.
But oh what adventures awaited us! First we went to some brewery that has this beer that everybody wants for some reason. If they just came to Hidden River they would know THATs where the best beer is located. Dori was suppose to wait in line for some friends to get a case of the special Vermont beer. Ha! The line snaked out the door and way, way down the sidewalk. And it hadn’t even opened yet! There was no way we we standing in line with 2 metal knees and a screaming almost 2 year old!
So we left and headed for a tiny gin distillery instead. Is there a theme here? Tom Cat Gin. We had a tasting and a tour, bought 2 beautiful bottles of gin made with honey. Then headed for a mushroom farm. This was very interesting. Just a little place -Peaceful Harvest Mushrooms. Really nice farmer ( ex pharmasudical guy) explained the whole procedure.
Then we headed off to find the best cheese on the whole world. Cellars Jasper Hill. We get there and this really hot guy with intense blue eyes told us it’s not open to the public- you know germs and all. But he directed us into town to buy cheese at Willys. If Willy hadn’t had a help wanted sign we would never have known it was Willys grocery store. Everyone else knew it.
We decided to switch the GPS to no highways and the shortest distance setting. Don’t do this in Vermont ever. Bad idea. It took us dirt roads, lonely horror show roads but when it took us into the dark Forrest on a road so little traveled the dirt was grown over with grass- brave ( or foolish adventurers that we are we pressed my little yellow Mini Cooper on past an ancient cemetery and straight to a huge mud pit. We didn’t think the car we make it through without horses to pull us so we turned around and circled back. We accidentally found the museum of everyday life. Strange and a little interesting. We finally arrived at the Bread and Puppet theater and museum. Soon as we arrived I needed to pee. I saw a sign pointing to the outhouse. Ok I can do outhouse. As I walked deeper and deeper into the Forrest, I started to wonder if this was a trap or a joke. My curiosity kept me going and the Forrest opened into a beautiful field over looking a stunning mountain view and an outhouse. Not just any outhouse but an artsy outhouse. I enjoyed it so much I forgot to take pictures. Oh and the puppets were super amazing! I’m so inspired by them!

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