Last Friday, Ben, Amy and I piled into the car after work and set out on the open road for Vermont. Since we left Manhattan so late (it was almost 7pm!) the road really was open. Most New Yorkers had either skedaddled away from town by then or were out getting their party on.
We fortified. I brought some fun chips I'd hoarded away since our visit to Mexico (I love to buy snack food when I travel, but I rarely eat snack foods, so I'm thrilled when I can pull them out).
Ranche-ritos! They were like rectangular knock-offs of Doritos. But cornier.
Of course, I only managed to eat two before the whole bag of them disappeared, so I don't have too much to say about them.
I was too busy taking sunset photos as the rains came.
Clouds from a moving car...
Ben annoyed us by incessantly hitting "scan" on the radio, searching - always searching - for a better song. But he never lingered long enough to identify the songs (for fear of landing on a country music song I loved and getting stuck there) so he just scanned and scanned for hours.
Of course, he was the driver, so that was his prerogative. However, I'm far quicker at identifying songs than he is, so ultimately I got to hear more things I liked than he did.
Around 9pm, we stopped for our only break, at Cracker Barrel. Ever been there? If so, in what state, and how did you like it? I'll post my take on it later today.