Wednesday, July 11, 2007

King Arthur and The Beatles









We started the morning with the strange weather which seems to be the constant of our trip – overcast and icky looking, while still being 85 degrees. Our first stop in Norwich, VT was the King Arthur Flour Bakery and Store where I finally found two of the more obscure ingredients listed in my new healthy bread cookbook. I also bought a cool silicon baking mat, a set of bread flavor mixes and a set of cookie cutters.
Down the road we stopped one last time in Vermont, only to curse the vending machine which spit out our dollars and launched our coins back at us. So we got back in the car, drove to Mass and put our money in their machines which happily dispensed its contents.
Our hotel, we decided is the least appealing of our three, even though it has breakfast and free internet. After dumping our stuff off we headed out looking for food. Considering we were near the airport, we didn’t think that would be too hard. Maybe we were being too picky, but a half hour later, we drove back to nearly across from our hotel and ate at Ruby Tuesday’s.
We braved the center of Hartford and went to Elizabeth Park, an apparent favorite of Mark Twain, for a concert in the park. Abbey Road is a Beatles tribute band, and let me tell you, George, man he must have been hit up the head with the ugly stick as a little kid. There was something slightly disturbing when the four came out in their suits and Beatle wigs. It was even more disturbing when they changed for the second half into their Sergeant Pepper costumes. Even though the sound guy was an idiot and couldn’t stop the bass from feedbacking, Clare and I both declared our adventure a success. It started raining halfway through and I guess the Californian in me came out when I remarked how many people were still out playing in the rain and not under the tent.
We nearly got lost on the way back to the hotel, but found the way accidentally. We stopped at the diner next door for dessert, found it rather piddly, and got milkshakes to go. Tomorrow, Twain and the Ancestors!

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