I forgot how much I love the Adirondacks. Much like in Beech Mountain, the air is so much cleaner up here. It's a good ten degrees cooler on the mountain and everything just feels so pure. We got here around 7pm and went to one of our favorite local restaurants called I-Go-Inn. When I was little, I ordered a grilled cheese for dinner. I think was about five, and up until then, I had never had grilled cheese at a restaurant. My mom only bought white American cheese and when it came with yellow cheese on it, I apparently flipped out and refused to eat it so they brought me a hot dog instead. That was just one of my many public temper tantrums as a child, but my dad always reminds me of this one whenever we go there. This time, there was no grilled cheese but instead a massive orange creamsicle alcoholic beverage that I just could not make a dent in. I was too focused on staying awake and devouring my beer-battered shrimp basket, mmmmm.
My dad took the dogs for a walk after dinner. Up here, there's no need for leashes. But Rags must be really confused by all this traveling we are doing and he is being especially clingy with me, so clingy that my dad hadn't even gotten to the edge of the yard yet and Rags came running back, crying at the door to get to me. So I had to stop doing work for 10 minutes and join them on their walk. Now everyone is passed or passing out. I am going to bed as soon as I'm done uploading pictures.
Here are just a few from North Carolina. The rest are at
http://s299.photobucket.com/albums/mm305/kpackard1/road%20tripp%2008/.
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