The good news? When life gets dirty, it then begs to get clean. To suds up, rinse off, and look a little bit brighter. And what I've learned in the past few weeks is what wonderful polishers good friends can be.
A trip cancelled led to a trip made. Within three days of texting and talking to my friend Allie, I was heading to the airport to join her in Vermont. And when I say I was heading, let me clarify that it was me solo. Sans tag-along. Without child. A girl's trip at its finest was created thanks to grandparents holding down the toddler fort (or adding a toddler to their Baltimore fort as it happened). I caught the tail-end of the Wanderlust festival in a lovely ski resort, did more cardio than I've done in the past two years put together as I
And friends. Burlington is where it's at. And when I say it's, I mean the most amazing vegan chinese food you will ever come across. And the most amazing view of the non-great Lake Champlain that I kept declaring was my first Great Lake experience ever (apparently I'm still a Great Lake virgin guys, just found out tonight... whooops!). And the most amazing little shopping street that's hip and granola and charming all at once.
The weekend may or may not have included me taking and PASSING a sailing test to sail on the non-great lake, followed by a bit of a celebration and no actual sailing. It most certainly included a hunt for Heady Topper, only (you know, by ratings) the best beer in the world. And it hands down was exactly what I needed my first baby-less getaway to be. I love the girl that brought me there to pieces and hope we can have more adventures to come. Thanks for being there Al. You're pure sunshine.
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