Monday — As beautiful as Maine was, we decided to leave and head on town to the green hills of Vermont. We took a route straight across lower Maine and New Hampshire, which was absolutely amazing. We drove up and down mountains and over rivers on a two-lane state highway. The scenery was right out of a movie. I never thought real places looked like this, but sure enough, people actually are lucky enough to live in these small towns. And of course by lucky, I mean those poor bastards live hours from a real town and have to dig themselves out of 30 feet of snow each winter. I'll bet it's pretty when the leaves change though. :) So after hours of small towns — and crossing back and forth over the same river seven times — we reached Vermont. I'd always thought it was a hippy haven, but never realized how much so until we passed The Hempest, an all hemp clothing store. Seriously. When we got to the hotel, which was right on Lake Champlain, the clerk told us to run up to our room so we could watch the sun set over the lake. The view was beautiful. It ...