We had plans to come up for a short weekend in the Catskills, a couple hours north of New York City, and learned for a few extra dollars you can rent out a home for the full week -- weekends up here: gold, weekdays: discounted and closed. So we did. On our first day we bee-lined to Woodstock so Ruby could get a dose of tofu and tie-dye shirts. Woodstock did not disappoint. In one cafe, a gentleman walked in wearing a faintly Santa Fe/Southwestern fleece jacket, feather in his long hair, no shoes or socks on, and -- that's right -- leather chaps over his jeans.
The house up here is great. Couple floors, wood floors, leather sofas, bizarre art, and old-timey details. On our second day we drove up to wee Phoenicia and had some remarkable 'walnut crunch french toast' and walked around the dainty main street a bit. Lazy times. Not even turning on the TV.
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