Phil and I try to go away alone every couple of months. Even when life isn't busy, our regular life often leaves us not really even talking. We end up being all business and no fun. Between running in and out for meetings or school or work, baths and bedtime, working after the kids fall asleep, cleaning up after the day, mountains of laundry, you know, growing a baby, and, let's be real, totally passing out in exhaustion at the end of the day... we don't talk about the details of our life any more.
I strongly believe that in some years that will pass too quickly, Phil and I will find ourselves alone in an empty nest. We are committed to still genuinely liking each other when that time comes.
That's why we go away.
Last weekend we took a short road trip to upstate-ish New York (Phil says it's more like "capital area" which I don't even know what the heck that means... to me there's New York City and Upstate New York...). We explored a few quaint towns in the area and I realized a few things:
1. We like bookstores.
2. We like live music.
3. We like trying local alcohol (this stinks when you are pregnant)
4. We like antiques and thrift stores.
5. We like to eat.
After 8 years of being together, I guess we've got each other figured out a bit. Perhaps that's what I loved the most about this weekend: knowing his likes and knowing that he knows mine. There's comfort in predictability.
Here are a few pictures from our weekend.
We didn't take a single picture together. Typical.
Also, one of these pictures was posed. I'll let you guess which one.
We started in downtown Albany where we stayed for the weekend since we didn't really know the area.
Then we headed off to Saratoga Springs. Strolled through the town where we found bookstores, antique stores, and record stores. Jackpot.
For dinner our first night we went to Saratoga Winery for wine tastings, brick oven pizza, and live music.
On Saturday we drove to a quaint little city named Troy. There was a farmers market and cute little stores. It was rainy and it was really a nice fall day.
Of course, I had a burger for lunch at a sub-par spot. You can't win 'em all.
In Albany we saw an acoustic show by Brett Dennen, a guy I used to listen to years ago and still really like. His live show was definitely worth the trip upstate.
On our last leg of the trip, we made a last minute decision to stop in Woodstock NY.
Little trivia which we found out as we were driving into this little hippie town:
The concert in 1969 did not actually take place in Woodstock but actually 50 miles away in a town named Bethel. I guess the idea was born in this town and I swear I think some of the organizers still live there.
I was really disappointed to miss this. Really, really.
Do you go away periodically with your babe? What do you like to do?