A weekend trip to snowy Vermont and New Hampshire last weekend, two days of covered bridges and northern New England history, left me with George Clooney’s voice in my head.
Woodstock, VT, is a small town about a three-hour drive north from Boston and about five hours from New York City. As of the 2010 census, its population was just over 3,000 people, spread across 44 square miles. Set in Vermont’s scenic Green Mountains, the town and surrounding village are postcard-perfect, filled with historic buildings and houses, small farms, quaint inns and old taverns.
Ah, summer. Sun, beaches, swimming, and bikinis.
For many women, bikinis mean serious business - gym sessions to get that toned stomach, spray tans, and the most unappealing of all tasks: hair removal. These days, women have choices for the preferred method of torture. Laser? Electrolysis? Threading? Plucking? Shaving? Waxing?Depilatory cream?
I spent some time in Canada last week. En route, I was thrilled to see the Air Canada plane had seat-back TVs. I was looking forward to turning our flight delay into a productive binge of shows I had missed. Upon scanning the TV offerings and finding not a single show that we have here in the States, I realized I would not be able to do so.
A man across the aisle noticed my frustration and said it had to do with rights issues. I noticed he was watching, very closely and with great animation, an old hockey game. At least I think it was an old game, since it’s July. I, too, chose the hockey game, but I nodded off.