Went ziplining last Friday. I've never been and it seemed like a good idea. Dragged Kristine into the mix, because honestly who else would humor that kind of nonsense.
Zip lining (zipping?) aside, we stopped for some frozen deliciousness. No, the trash cans are not oversized ice cream cones to get your picture taken in. Go figure.
Oh were you aware that there is such a place as Pleasantville? No, really, it is North Conway. We drove by a little open park with a working water fountain and families frolicking about, mom-and-pop stores lining a two way mainstreet with clean sidewalks, not a graffited wall in sight. Dumbstruck, seriously, there were no words for at least half a minute. I'm waiting for the other shoe to drop because no way, no way, does a place like that really exist.
Driving around, seeing (lots and lots of) mountains and greens, made the voyage damn good fun.