Our heroes were last seen drinking endless mugs of diner coffee and enjoying the yellow vinyl booth benches at Henry's on Bank St. in Burlington... Our story continues:After an hour's drive eastwards, to the hustle and bustle of cosmopolitan Greensboro (note the sarcasm), our visiting duo and their uber excited hostess crash. A nap for one, a walk to the lake for others. Breathing in the clean, green, less-toxic than-lungs-are-used-to air, the duo walk all the way down to the shores of the majestic Lake Caspian or Caspian Lake depending on formality. Lake Caspian, the reason hoards of locals and domestic travelers flock to this little hamlet in the North East Kingdom. The muse that beckons to boatloads of well-to-do orthodontists and accountants across the state to buy summer homes here and consequently jack up cost of real estate through the roof. Lake Caspian, (and when you google it, all you get are property listings...) a little slice of heaven, in the form of a lake.
After a good night's sleep, our trio were ready to hit the road, green mountain style! Into ye old reliable '01 Taurus, and off to Hardwick for delicious brunch with friends. Tummys full, bright eyed and rearing for adventure, their first stop was at bizarre and slightly frightening Bread and Puppet Theatre and Museum in Glover, VT. Picture it. Creaky old barn, slightly bent and looking precariously condemned. Rooms and rooms of huge papier-mache puppets all set up in various poses and eerily alive in the dark. The only sound is your footsteps, on the old creaking floorboards. Recipe for a really freaky horror movie. Here are some pics.
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