Mount Washington Valley Inn
- Continental Breakfast
- Swimming pool
- Free parking
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... cases now). The manager evened help us carry our cases up to the 7th floor where our car was, showed me what side I need to get into the car, a detailed printed guide of how to get out of Boston, gave me her mobile number in case we had any problems ( at this point I felt like saying I'm a happily married man but I think she was just being extremely helpful)?
They even gave us a detailed direction sheet how to get out of Boston and onto the road we required.
... and people are getting the beach towels out. She laughed in our faces when we asked her if she was too cold and preferred to move somewhere warmer like Florida.
She has been living in the Northeast for her entire life, interestingly enough in West Hartford, Conn., which is the next town over from where I grew up. Kelly's niece Beth flew from California to New York and drove the two of them to Maine.
Kelly is a bit of a rebel. On Wednesday, she ...
Day two was a little bit like day one, and I have no problem with that.
It was another early start to the day, however this morning came with a few more aches and fatigue than yesterday. No matter, we were determined to be the first on the lift and get first tracks.
We ate our breakfast quicker than usual to get to mountain as fast as possible. We thought the first chair was at 8:00 a.m., so ...
... me. Not only because I believe in the mission of Road Scholar and have the privilege of spending my week with riders up to age 90, but because I am sharing this time with my father, 58, who is on his first Road Scholar program.
With the passing of his mother, my grandmother, about two weeks ago, there is no other place that I would rather be than right here with him enjoying a sport he has been a part of for over 40 years. Not only are ...
... Gorge Scenic Reserve to stretch our legs and slowly meander around the boulders and swiftly flowing water of the gorge, seeing the very signs of red on the maple leaves! Along the way, meeting chatty French Canadians – we didn’t recognize their French and they were so very surprised when we asked what language they were speaking!
Before we knew it was our dinner reservation time – as we made our ...