Friday, November 2, 2012

When the Green Mountain State is Not Green

Hello all!

Living with a person who was born on a different continent than you means that there is never a lack of things to talk about. A common topic of interest between my French Partner in Crime (FPIC) and I is always the use of space in different countries. 

We have come to the conclusion that in Europe, specifically France, it is impossible to go for any length of time without coming across a town. All are quaint, complete with a town square, church, and local bar. People live very close together. In the United States, especially the north of Vermont, it is possible to drive for hours or days without seeing much and interaction with other humans is optional. 

While the majority of the time, my FPIC and I would like a bit more population up here in the north of Vermont (we once drove 2 1/2 hours one way just to eat Chinese food and go to a T.J. Maxx) we wouldn't have the Autumn in Vermont any other way. In France, the mountains are full of skiing resorts, touristy villages, chalets, and mountain farms, but the mountains in Vermont are completely uninterrupted. The view of miles and miles of hills covered in colorful trees is breathtaking - even to someone who grew up in New England.
 I would 100% recommend to everyone: pack a lunch, make sure you have a full gas tank and a well-functioning car, bring some warm clothes, and get lost in the north of Vermont in Autumn. 

Here are some Vermont-y photos for your viewing pleasure. 
No ski resort here.
A New England Home

The rest area as you enter the Northeast Kingdom boasts that there are 13 covered bridges to visit in the area. I laughed at this, but you can't deny that these bridges have a certain charm. 




The lovely town of Newport





That's all today folks! Until next time.