The Berkshires

Like a rustic, hiker-friendly Hamptons, the Birkshires are a mountain range in north-west Massachusetts where plenty of folk from NYC, Boston, and elsewhere retreat for some peace and quiet, while still having some classy restaurants and an impressive arts scene.

While I was getting ready for work on Friday, Jack was on his laptop and asked what I thought about staying at a BandB this weekend in the Berkshires-- of course I said YES!

So we had a very spur-of-the-moment Memorial Day weekend trip that included amazing food, a Rhubarb Festival (rhubarb-based chili contest!), state park after state park, hiking on the Appalachian Trail, and a lovely Bed and Breakfast. 

We were so impressed that as soon as we started driving away, we began making plans for what weekend we can return!

Visitors

Way out here, we had west coast O'Neill-Price visitors!

First of all, everyone's favorite missionary --Elder Baby Evan--  came home from Argentina! :DDDD

And Baby Evan had never even met his new favorite brother-in-law!  So a trip out east was absolutely required!  And my mom and grandma could not imagine someone in the family going out east who was not them, so we got to have all three visitors!

And, boy, was it a visit-- they wore us out!

We saw a Red Socks game at Fenway Park on Boston Day.

We ate lobsta' at the Barking Crab in Boston.

We went to Silver Sands State Park and walked on the exposed sandbar to Charles Island at low tide.

We saw the Weir Farm National Historic Site, which included a little hike.

We ate loads of Frank Pepe's Pizza in New Haven.

We saw the Yale Glee Club and Camerata perform beautiful music at Woolsey Hall on Yale Campus

We did Family History with the Billion Graves App (super cool!) at the Milford Cemetery and also down at the Manhattan Temple.

We ate lunch at a Manhattan Farmer's Market and saw the Lincoln Center.

We walked around Trinity Church and Wall Street, NYC, and caught a peek of the 9/11 Memorial.

We pretty much did it all.


THANK YOU FOR THE VISIT!