They Ain't Lyin'

There have been some stops on my trip where people take a particularly strong pride in their hometown, home state, and what have you. Well my hosts in New Hampshire were exactly that, especially Pete, the father. Pete said, “Most people who come to New Hampshire see either the coast or the mountains, but you’re going to see both.” I haven’t made it to the mountains yet, that’ll be tomorrow. But I can talk about the beach.

Well, “they ain’t lyin”. The beach here is fantastic and quite possibly my favorite part of the Atlantic Coast. The Salisbury Beach is beautiful and without all the chaos of places like Miami. As for the summer weather it is absolutely perfect. These last two days on the beach have been absolutely incredible. The cool breeze is perfect, the sand is fine, sunsets spectacular (but being on the east coast they specialize in sunrises, which quite frankly I just haven’t gotten up earlier enough for).

When you get up north of Boston life slows down. You have amazing little towns scattering the coast and if you crave some big city life you can take the train to Boston for a weekend. This is the only place on the East Coast where I could have a beach house and come winter drive just a few hours to the mountains in Vermont to get my snowboard shred on. I can definitely see myself living in Boston or along the coast north of Boston up through Maine. The next step is I just need to acquire a greater liking for seafood.