Getaway

We just returned from a little weekend vaca-getaway in upstate New York with four good friends. On Friday, we rented a minivan and drove two hours north to a little town in the Catskill Mountains. We felt such freedom once we left the city.

We had a CAR. Work and responsibilities were over for the weekend. We left the city behind in a cloud of smog – it was euphoric. We felt 16 again, like our parents had finally left us out of the house with the family car.

Sarah, who spearheaded the trip, rented our weekend house off of VRBO. It was the perfect house for us – it had a kitchen with regular sized appliances and TWO bathrooms. The living room was big enough for two couches and a coffee table. Ah, the luxury of living beyond the city limits.

On Saturday, we drove 30 minutes to Hunter Mountain to go skiing, a nice little adventure where I dusted off a 12 year hiatus from skiing and subjected myself to the mercy of steep and icy mountain slopes. Not to brag, but I did pretty well (no broken bones) considering my inexperience.

On Sunday, we all went to a four star spa to get some well-deserved massages. Nothing says vacation like a professional rub down and 45 minutes in a hot tub overlooking the mountains. Thank you, Emerson for easing the pain caused from actual, real exercise that my body hadn’t seen in quite some time.

Thank you Kia minivan. Thank you VRBO. Thank you Hunter Mountain. And, thank you to great friends for a great time.