East Coast trip: Part Two

On to the rest of my road trip … after part one, I launched into a weekend of World Maker Faire at the New York Hall of Science in Flushing Meadows. I was a vendor in the Bust Magazine Craftacular section of the show and had a wonderful time. I had extremely kind and talented neighbors and met some really great new customers. And did I mention there was a flaming unicorn? Amazing … 

I headed east on the Monday after the show and met up with a wonderfully dear friend on the North Fork. It was a perfect and sparkling fall day and we had a delicious lunch—and visit—here. The farm fields were looking lush and green and the wine grapes were heavy on the vines. All of which I have not a photo to share. So sad, but it is vivid in my mind. 

And then, after a recuperative stay with my aunt and uncle, I headed north across the Long Island Sound via the ferry on my way to Boston. I love me a ferry ride—especially with views of red tugboats!

I quickly veered off the highway at the first sight of a sign announcing the Pez visitors center. What?!? I have driven this section of I-95 MANY times and had never seen this before. Apparently there has been a Pez factory in Orange, CT for many, many years but just opened this visitors center open to the public last year. More details on this stop later this week! 

I made a little detour to take a quick walk through the campus of my alma mater. And more importantly, had an incredibe lunch at First and Last Bakery and Cafe in Hartford: prosciutto, fig and asiago panini. mmmmm. 

Several days spent in Boston with more dear friends whom I hadn't seen in WAY too long. We went to the aquarium where we became pals with the sea lions, had a decadent lunch at the Isabelle Stewart Gardner Museum and more. Again … no photos. I kept forgetting my camera. This trip is making me realize I am terrible about taking photos of people, or even when I am with people. Hmmm. I'll have to work on that. Although it is probably, too, that I enjoy the time with those people and forget about "documenting" which isn't necessarily a bad thing. Thoughts, anyone?

My trip continued north up the coast of Massachusetts to scenic Cape Ann and specifically Rockport. The sun returned and I spent several days wandering the quaint streets, soaking up the salty sea air and catching up with friends. Including not a few of these … 

Last but not least, I made an all-too-brief stop in rural Vermont. I had forgotten how mountainous, colorful and breathtaking Vermont can be. After a "wild and cozy" evening with my friend in her temporary farmhouse home, I set out for a somewhat grueling 12-hour drive home. It was SO worth it!!

And now I am back in the saddle again and will have tasty treats for you this week here on the blog. Promise!