New Hampshire tourism is having a contest, but we did not find out about it until a little late in the game. The contest was to take photos of yourself with this sign and recognizable places. Oh well, we would have won anyways and then won a trip of a lifetime back to NH.
We were such tourists, I saw a covered bridge and we just had to turn off and snap a photo in front of it.
This was quite possibly the best part about the Ben and Jerry's factory tour: the Flavor Graveyard, it is filled with clever rhymes as to why certain flavors were discontinued. R.I.P. old flavors.
Even though the factory tour was a bit of a bust, as a result we found ourselves in Montpelier where we were able to take a tour of the capital in Vermont. We met a wonderful women, named Irene Stotts from Seattle. (what are the odds??) she was kind and funny and all around reminded me of my grandma. She mentioned she had been in Vermont since her husband died fifteen years ago and has hated it ever since. I was tempted to pack her up in my suitcase and bring her home, but then again what if she hated it in Seattle too.