New England

Last fall my parents were kind enough to watch Eli for us for a week while we escaped to New England. 

We started things off in Boston with a sunset gondola ride on the Charles River--a surprise arranged in advance by Paul. Oh, romance. 

It was dreamy. 

We rented bikes that could be picked up in one place and then dropped off in another part of the city. We explored lots of different neighborhoods this way and looooved it. We even rode around into Cambridge and then back across the bridge. 

Of course, Beacon Hill and North Beach were faves. 

 

We also rented bikes in the White Mountains in New Hampshire and rode our legs off up parts of the  Appalachian trail.

We stayed at a very quintessentially New England bed and breakfast in sleepy, quaint New Hampshire town called Hancock.  Nothing is quite as relaxing as rocking on the front porch. 

The inn came with a charming dog that loved us, probably 'cause we shared our breakfast bacon. 

We headed into Vermont where we discovered Oreo cows, picked apples and ate cheese. 

On the final day we headed up the Maine coast where we took a ferry out to a little island full of charming vacation homes. We also managed to rent bikes there. It was the perfect way to see the gorgeous scenery.