A couple of Fridays ago, I turned twenty-six. Alas, I can no longer claim I'm in my early twenties. Because, really, it's all down hill from here. And as my husband keeps mentioning, I'm "nearly thirty." Ugh. Thanks for that one.
For the weekend, my husband whisked me away to beautiful Lake Placid. It was perfect with the gorgeous weather, great company, and changing foliage. We spent time in our cozy little cabin, perusing the shops on the strip, and having a dinner with our families, who I managed to con into driving to us.
Here's some of the photos from the weekend.
marcy - our adorable cabin at the north pole
home of not one but two winter olympics
antique shops were abundant
and nearly every store had something dead and stuffed in it - what the hell
saturday morning was absolutely wonderful - chilly, amazing light, full of good stuff
our camping "resort" had boats you could rent down by the river
we even saw some of the locals down by the water
the setting was really picture perfect that morning
two wineries (swedish hill and goose watch) offered tastings up there - yes, please
perfect segue into this decor piece - which stayed in the store...
then we found rubber band guns
no those aren't edible - those are hand crafted soaps - fancy
i truly wish i had bought the working elephant lock - i did get to bring one home
though so it's still a win
ryan and his father look nothing alike...
yes, there is a store with a working waterfall in it - yes, it's also three stories tall
i wish my camera did the colors justice
just out of town you can see the ski jumps in the distance
i wish this was more clear - the grass had great texture and you can see the ski jumps
for a switch we took route 9 all the way home - a perfect drive home
Have you ever been in Northern New York? Ever been to Placid? We keep meaning to go take a tour of the Olympic facilities but never get there. Hopefully we'll be able to the next time we visit.
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