So here we go...haven't blogged in a while...well, not really. I've been using tumblr, which is really cool, but much different (lazier, I must say) than this kind of blogging. My friend Joanna has been bothering me for a while to write another entry - good to know someone likes your writing, huh? One problem...I don't know what to write about...I mean, I have a ton I could write about, but I don't know how to organize it. I guess I'll just wing it and see how it goes, and if this becomes a rambling Nicole story of doom, well, I warned you.
Before I start, you must appreciate the writing conditions...my cat is staring at me. Seriously, she's creeping me out. I think she's resting for her next all out sprint to the kitchen and back (which is what she's been doing for at least 10 minutes now). Do you remember doing the shuttle run in gym class in elementary school? That's what my cat's doing, minus the little wooden blocks and with a tricky corner thrown in.
Okay. Ready, Set, GO! I went to Lake Placid, NY last week. My friend Nicole said her aunt (or some similar relative...once she gets that far into stories I'm really only half listening) had a timeshare up there and that we could stay in it for free. Let me tell you, I like free. Nicole and I were the only ones who could go, because we were the ones without jobs :(
Anyway, so Sunday morning we are supposed to leave at 9am. Knowing Nicole (chronically late) I figured it would be more toward 9:30 or 10. It ended up being more like 11, but hey, whatever. So off we went. The ride was a bit awkward at times - I mean, neither of us are exactly professional conversationalists (really, who has 5 hours of things to talk about!?) and the radio became basically useless as soon as we got out of the Rochester range (neither of us are country or bluegrass fans). Once we got up toward the Adirondacks, we got off the thruway onto this nice little state route something (86 maybe?) that ran through all these small towns, each of which had at least one ice cream place (we promised to gorge ourselves on the way back - and we took pics of each ice cream outing lol).
So we got there, checked in, and settled in to this LUXURY townhouse - I felt really stupid for having brought a sleeping bag...I mean, this place had a frickin sauna in the downstairs bathroom. That's right, It had two bathrooms, and two floors! I had totally been expecting a little camping cabin...whoops.
We had been marveling at the mountains for pretty much 1/3rd of the way there (it is kinda what the Adirondack region is known for), but that really didn't prepare me for the view FROM OUR BACK DECK! Just past the beautifully manicured golf course and across the road were beautiful, soaring, blue-green mountains. To our right we could see the Olympic ski jumps in the distance. It was breathtaking (and believe me, I don't use that word lightly...it's not really a me kind of word, but it's more than appropriate here).
I guess I'll leave the story here for now, because Joanna likes short entries lol
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