Between the marvellous people of Vermont many remained in my heart for different reasons,
but a special place must go to her. The unique.. Auntie Bettie.. there is no picture of her on this post, because she was the atmosphere, the peace, the place, the house in which she lives, you'll see video evidence later on... yes yes.. I'll be banging on about this trip for a while.
Anyhow, like anything in this holiday, I didn't know what to expect...
So we leave the hippy/happy farm to go to the aunt ( well the auntie bettie name, was my creation)
Hop we cross the river
to arrive at her wonderful house, where I snatched some pictys as if a was in a museum... 
The lunch was delightful, had the first tortilla soup ever and it was delicious, to be prepared again. Must be said that Auntie Bettie also had a swimming pool in the middle of nature...I want to live there.. and travel to the apple factory!
Then we all left the porch and the lovely museum house to go and welcome the first male in the house.. ( well after the groom) and auntie bettie gave us a couple of old wistles to do it in style. Even the train station was cute.
3 comments:
Fine, fine, we'll take you back!!!!
Ahhhh... Auntie Betty... Fags and booze and fuk on the fridge. How we loved her. I think the feeling was mutual, given how she came to play with the bad girls at the wedding. Let's take her to Wish!
Beth took some great Auntie Betty shots. Editing. ox
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