It began with a Facebook invitation to a graduation party. It ended with a trip to the Baseball Hall of Fame. It was a lovely weekend.
Concord, NH is about seven hours from the DinoLair. DDS thought that was a little far to go overnight just for a graduation party (albeit a perfectly splendid one), so with the help of the ever-handy internet, I was able to determine that Cooperstown, NY was about four hours from Concord, as well as from home. Thus was born the plan of traipsing across the Green Mountain state and into rural central eastern New York state (countryside that was as lovely as it was indistinguishable from New England), culminating at Cooperstown.
For anyone who hasn’t been there, let it be known that Cooperstown is not easy to find. You have to work at it. The roads are tiny and meandering; the signs small and few. Once within the village confines, parking is basically forbidden. Main Street, all four blocks of it, is a true throwback to “small town America”, the only chain store among the baseball memorabilia emporia and assorted restaurants being a single CVS.
We pulled up into the center of town and got the last room at the inn; the Inn at Cooperstown, that is:
The bad news was that there were no elevators (bottom left). The good news was that the top right picture was taken AFTER we’d checked in. The better news was that the room was lovely (bottom right).
Next stop: the Baseball Hall of Fame:
Pictures were snapped for posterity (bottom row: Phillie stuff, the Phanatic, the Harry Kalas placard), including:
the good (World Series Champs 2008, top left), the bad (top right: October 23, 1993; R&L’s wedding was the only good thing that happened that day), and the picturesque (bottom left: statue garden, bottom right: Doubleday Field).
Followed by a good night’s sleep and a lovely drive home, DDS and I can now check an item off our bucket lists. Tomorrow it’s back to the usual grind, but with wonderful weekend memories to bolster us.