Friday, 29 June 2012
Lost in Vermont
After a the long flight from the UK I set off from Boston in a beast of a car with my old friend that comes with me on all my trips to the USA. Mrs TT is her name. ( Tom Tom ).
We started off well together this trip and she navigated me away under the tunnels of Boston on the road north but for some reason she kept taking me off the main route. I finally gave her a talking too as I realised it was the tolls she was avoiding. I began not to trust her and ignored her at my peril and headed further north on the 93. She kept telling me to take the next exit which after the third I did - checked the map -Hello I should have been on the 89.
Now taking her seriously I went with her instruction but look where I had taken us. Through my first covered bridge of this trip. It's so true about getting on to the backroads you start seeing (the road less travelled by and that made all the difference)
Yep you got it I did another little detour of my own and stopped of at Derry at the Robert Frost Farm. I love his poems.
I wonder what other exciting things we will be doing together.
I think quilts and fellow bloggers could be involved.
I'll keep you posted