Rain, rain on my face
Hasn’t stopped raining for days
My world is a flood
Slowly I become one with the mud…
RCI Orientation Meeting: >1 hour history lesson on Vermont. I could have listened longer, though we weren’t hearing much about the resort. Actually, I don’t think there is much to hear about the resort, as half of the…amenities…of the resort aren’t open yet. Three restaurants on campus? Great! Too bad none are open…
Stowe: This was our second trip through. One of these times I’ll realize that it’s full of overpriced specialty boutiques (‘specialty’ being a nice word for ‘eccentric, rich-people, tourist trap’). The place we ate yesterday, centered around dogs, wanted ~$20 for a lunch portion of fish and chips. As usual, when I get to weird places like this, I stuck with the bowl of clam chowder for under $7.
Smuggler’s Notch: The…road…you take to get through the notch from here to Stowe is very winding and very narrow at points. Imagine driving down a steep, winding road in the rain and at a couple of spots there is only room for one vehicle. You can’t see if anyone is coming around the bend because the bends are all formed around giant fallen rocks. Every time you make it through safely is a time to praise God. We went there and back again through the notch.
Speaking of the rain and the notch…when it’s raining that high up, it’s actually snowing. Yeah, snowing through the winding, steep, narrow road. Good times.
Back to resort amenities…you know what is open? The country store…which charges 80-100% more than it should for each item. Ben and Jerry’s pint ice cream, you know, from the plant around the corner? $4.59. Half gallon of milk? $3.19. You should personally thank the general manager of your grocery store next time you see him/her. They might not know why, but you will.