A few weeks ago, exhausted from a busy week of school, I took the bus up north to Burlington, where Zach lives now. For those of you who may not know, Burlington is a bustling, outdoorsy town on the shores of Lake Champlain in rural Vermont. Rolling, forested green mountains fill the surrounding countryside; the region is extremely proud of its local organic farms and outdoor recreation opportunities. Needless to say, it’s a welcome break from Providence. This particular weekend, our friend Sam, from our mountaineering trip in the Himalayas, was also visiting. What’s more, another friend from that expedition, Chris, also lives in Burlington! We all met up one night for the biggest NOLS reunion yet, but not before feasting on the best gluten-free pizza of my life, and taking a walk down to the lakeside.
The next day, we went for a short hike to check out the fall colors. Leaves littered the ground in a breathtaking spectrum of reds, oranges, pinks and magentas. We reached the top to overlook the valley, enshrouded in mist.
That night, Sam left, and Zach and I attempted to make homemade Pad Thai. Definitely our most ambitious cooking venture yet, it was much more labor-intensive than we had anticipated, and honestly, turned out really bland. Still, it was rewarding to have made ourselves.
The next day, we walked around and looked at the leaves before I caught the bus back to Boston.