I had an unexpected 3 day weekend recently which I used to go visit my sisters in the various places they live, just in case I get the call to leave for Antarctica sooner rather than later. Fortunately the furthest I had to travel was only about 8 hours away, and I could break up the trip to Burlington, VT both coming and going by stopping to see one sister at her school, and stopping at my parents’ house.
It was great to explore Burlington more thoroughly, both with the two sisters who live there and on my own. Wandering round the pretty downtown area I could easily imagine myself living there, slipping into a groove – buying fun fabrics from Nido, eating sandwiches on sunny afternoons at Zabby and Elf’s Stone Soup, spending long hours reading or talking to friends at Muddy Waters (an extremely pleasant coffee shop), walking along the shores of Lake Champlain, and drinking lots of craft beers at any number of places. Lovely thoughts. Of course, reality would be a bit more complex than that. But for a day or so it was fun to pretend.
While my sisters worked I napped in Waterfront Park, drank beers in the sun at The Vermont Pub and Brewery, spent an hour or more at Crow Bookshop and scanned the shelves until I had found all 5 NYRB paperbacks in their collection (which I bought!), poked around in secondhand clothing shops (discovering Unknown Arts in the process – yay, fun t-shirts!), listened to musicians on Church Street, and met several interesting people (a friend of one of my sisters is cutting corn out of his diet and daily life for 2 weeks, which is a startlingly hard thing to do – check it out).
This was the first of what I hope will be many investigative trips as I start to actively look for the next thing, the next place, the next step. Of course if I go to Antarctica that will be the big IT – the next EVERYTHING. But that might not happen (I promise to elaborate on the Ice thing soon!) And if it doesn’t I am determined to explore other options, other states, other cities, other paths not yet traveled by me.
I’m back at where I call home for the time being though, and while all those OPTIONS swirl and stew around me, there is the work at hand (and plenty of it as cruise ship season peaks in Bar Harbor), the books at hand (I definitely need to start reading my growing stack of NYRBs), the beers at hand (plus the fun ones I brought back from Burlington with me), the hikes to take, the things to draw or take pictures of, the projects to do, the CSA veggies to eat, the music to listen to…
Speaking of which, one more thing gleaned from the Burlington trip – Moderat: