Back to Burlington

We have been BAD BLOGGERS!

Here we are in (near) Dayton, OH, at a campsite surrounded by cornfields, accented by a cute, little, mysteriously artificial blue pond. Ironically, some guy fishing told me he was catching Blue Gills. Blue indeed.

In any case, what's important here is for me to get you up to speed, I know Lindsay has already written a great post about Ithaca, and she's just waiting for a complement of pictures before she goes live. But before Ithaca, there was Burlington, VT.

Worst campground we've stayed at yet: Burlington, VT. Not that it was too bad, but boy was it stale. The monotony, however, was shattered momentarily by my attempts to blow off my own hand with a complex balance of propane, oxygen and spark. Lighting the gas H2O heater is supposed to be simple, and henceforth, I assume it will be. God bless the guy who came over to help and was nearly more successful than I... in blowing his hand off, that is. Long story short, we got it lit and it works fine.

On the contrary to our campsite, Burlington was wonderful. We ate well, enjoyed a little nightlife and the people were friendly. We loved the charm of a big town/small city right on the picturesque lake (tragically, no photos were taken, it was too hot out to carry a camera.)

On our second day there, we took a quick sojourn to Montreal, QB.

The drive up was magical, we bounced from island to island traveling north via Lake Champlain. South Hero, North Hero, just beautiful, green, alive and unspoiled. Tasteful architecture the whole way up and a lot of space for the sweet air to carry off the lake.

The arrival in Montreal would have been great if we had gotten where we were supposed to get to earlier in the day. We may very well have been the first Americans to see the parts of Montreal we saw. It was really like being in France except the people weren't as helpful (except for Leah, our Guardian Angel for the day). We did finally find the funky, lively Plateau after downing what was easily one of the best cappuccinos I've ever had (Thanks Leah!), enjoyed a really strong beer, and had a great time meandering. I can not even begin to describe how terrible our only Montreal meal was. Oh well, at least it was cheap.

Since returning to Burlington, we've been to Ithaca, Bloomsburg and now Dayton, tomorrow we leave for Bloomington, IL, and we promise to continue the updates over the next couple of days, because there are more stories to tell.