I mentioned on Monday that I went to Vermont last weekend. It's about a 45 minute drive from my house, and I take all back roads so the views are gorgeous. And before you send me hate mail, I wasn't the one driving, so don't think I was taking pictures with one hand and steering with the other.
I love going to the drive ins in the summer. This isn't the one I go to - actually, I'm not even sure if this one is still open, but anyway... who doesn't love the scene in Twister when they are at the drive ins/seedy motel and The Shining is playing? I think the place near my house should have a Twister/The Shining double feature. You hear me, Malta Drive Ins?
Holy two-for-ones, it's a Vermont Chili's! I've never actually ate at this one, to be honest. I think if I went there I would have to wear a disguise because I'd feel like a cheater. I love my Chili's family! One of the waiters gave me a Christmas card from his son that said, "Your Coors Lights addiction pays for my diapers." I mean, cmon. That's amazeballs.
I like to joke that I would love to live in "horror-movie-middle-of-nowhere" and I think that white house on the left would be a perfect place to spend my final days before I get hacked to pieces by an insestual family, no?
If my life was a Willy Wonka movie, this place would literally be a barn made entirely out of chocolate. Sadly, that's not the case. It does, however, have some of the most amazing chocolate I have ever tasted. I bought a chocolate covered apricot and I was going to take a picture of it, but it disappeared before I had a chance. I'm 99% sure I inhaled it before I knew what was happening.
One last thing ...I'm convinced everyone I came in contact with was either high or looking to get high.
I love hippies.
I love hippies.