No one in their right mind travels to Vermont in February. Well versed travelers around the world are shaking their heads in disgust. Not even the proprietors of the Rutland County Maple Museum stick around VT in the coldest month of the year.
How cold, you say? Does -25 do anything for you? It gives me nightmares. But here I write, the day before we fly off to Chittendon, VT through the most massive snow and ice storm 2011 has seen.
We go to visit friends. Andy & Brian relocated to a fern-engulfed oasis in the Green Mountains of Vermont two years ago. Vert Monts. it always comes back to knowing French. We went last year and had a gay-ole-time; skiing, drinking hearty beers and red wine, stealing puffs of cigarette by the wood stove and eating maple bacon to our hearts delight. We planned this trip while I was unknowingly pregnant. Had I known I would not be permitted to partake in any of last years activities, I may have suggested a rendezvous in a warmer climate. Somewhere with snowballs that taste like cherry chocolate and mountains of sand.
Nevertheless, I'm excited to see friends and escape. January was an strange month that took Spencer and I on a range of emotions that would envy a Food Network stove-top. We found out we were pregnant, found out it was twins, panicked about having 2 newborns, lost a dear friend, cried, panicked some more, accepted the idea of multi-infants, felt happy, found out we lost one baby, "relgrieved" (that's a combination of relief and grieving) and introduced spinach smoothies into our routine. It was an exhausting month, and as dreary as February is proving to be weather-wise, it feels like a fresh start in so many ways. Like a 2011 do-over of sorts. And what better way to celebrate than to eat maple creamies with some of our oldest friends on a frozen lake?
obviously the answer to that is: Cancun. But we already bought our plane tickets.
Have fun in vermont! At least you can still drink hot chocolate and have smores by the fire, right!?!?!
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