Quite a loaded question but I ranted for a good few minutes before I realized I should shut up. Nobody likes talking politics but when it involves violence against other humans, it should be discussed.
Yves Lepierre was 72 years old but didn't look a day over 50. I actually guessed 47. He had a thin balding gray head, and a kindness about him. I think it was the fact he spoke to us first. He's a History Professor from Quebec (where they just got rid of History as a fucking class) and is married to an English language teacher. Very intelligent and thoughtful conversation.
Josh and I stumbled upon a horse show outside South Royalton. We've never seen one before and I was utterly entranced by the anatomy of the horses. I've said this before but they're muscular as hell.
Josh and I accidentally went the wrong way on our own planned route. Laurie Rd. A name that will live on in infamy. Steepest climb I've ever seen and then a road that looked abandoned. We got stuck and lost deep in the Appalachia for about an hour.
On the way out of Hancock or Rochester, this was the view.
Last but not least, we're staying at our Couchsurfing hosts, Peter and Mary Kay Dempewolff. Mary Kay is a mother of four who is also a very talented artist. She has the biggest island table I've ever seen and a wonderful hyper dog named Leroy Brown. Peter is a "jack of all trades" type of man who works as a contractor. He's been really open to us in terms of his life, which was sobering and amazing to hear about. Great storyteller and one of the most energetic speakers I've ever heard.
An absolutely wonderful experience, it's always a joy to have somebody want you around. Sometimes we kinda feel like a burden but Mary Kay and Peter let it be known that they just really enjoy having us around.
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