Escape! Travel To New Hampshire
Escape! Travel To New Hampshire
No matter how much you claim to love living in the city Im sure youre often tempted to hit the road and disappear into the wilderness. I know I am. I sometimes question my inability to fall asleep without a subway train rumbling by.
I recently followed one of my escapist temptations and steered my VW Bug toward New Hampshires Lakes Region. I attempted to travel light but after a bit of research I found my car quite stocked:
1. Fishing Rods there was a bass out there with my name on it.
2. 1 Tent I actually booked a New Hampshire Hotel Room but felt as if the trip deserved a tent
3. Costcosized bag of Trail Mix aprox. 10 lbs.
4. Extra Fluffy Down Pillows
5. A laptop with EVDO broadband card we all gotta stay connected somehow
6. A hammock I picked up on the way out
7. My flatmate Alan aprox. 245 lbs
8. A suitcase filled with clothing and a wool jacket.
9. Hiking boots
8. Alans stuff mostly consisted of two thirty racks of beer
We filled the silence of the five hour drive with Bruce Springsteens greatest hits. You know youve crossed over to the Granite States highways when they become lined with a surplus of gun shops and discount liquor stores. More blatant were the thousand or so bikers that cut past us on Route 93.
They growled by on packs of silver and black Harleys; I imagined them off to some grassanddirt battlefield to clash with a rival gang. Turns out it was Laconia Motorcycle Week an annual June rally for the displaying of bikes and girls and the consuming of copious amounts of beer. Alan wanted to go but I decided against it.
Just as the sun dipped below the horizon we arrived at beautiful Steele Hill Resorts set amongst 500 acres of unspoiled fields and hardwood forests and perched proudly on top of New Hampshires lakes Region. We were hungry from traveling and were provided a fantastic meal in Steele Hills restaurant which offered stunning views of Lake Winnipesaukee and Lake Winnisquaum.
I lay awake that night amazed at how quiet the world was outside of the city. A symphony of crickets had replaced the subway trains and drunk revelers. I fell asleep welltraveled and ready to catch my bass in the morning.
I lay awake that night amazed at how quiet the world was outside of the city. A symphony of crickets had replaced the subway trains and drunk revelers. I fell asleep welltraveled and ready to catch my bass in the morning.
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