Category Archives: EAST COAST U.S.A.

Mohonk Year Two

As Andy mentioned in the previous post we are back at Mohonk Mountain house for the summer and fall seasons this year working in the dining room and living in the on-site dorms.  The resort is on the Shawangunk mountain range with amazing views of the Catskill range just northwest of us and we like to spend some of our free time hiking around the nearby area.

This is Mohonk Lake. Skytop tower is the structure on the ridge and the Mountain House is on the left side of the photo.

Zoomed in on the resort, you can also see the swimming dock.

This is the swimming beach which just closed for the fall season.

A horse drawn carriage coming through the Granary where the guests have lobster bakes and barbeque lunches in the summer.

The tennis courts

A view from one of the large porches.

Free boat and kayak rentals.

We live on the bottom floor of this dorm building.

The horse corral across the road from our dorm.

The barn museum which has things accumulated from the 142 years this resort has been open.

More old stuff in the barn.


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How to pay for a trip

We’re working as servers right now at an upscale restaurant in NY state. The other night a woman ordered a steak “pink,” and after I asked her a couple questions to clarify exactly what she wanted, she asked me a rather startling question of her own:

“Are you autistic?”

“I beg your pardon?” I asked, thinking I’d misheard.

“Are you autistic?”

Silence. A lot of possibilities raced quickly through my head. I can come across as standoffish sometimes, and have been occasionally known to be a little socially awkward, but this… I’d actually thought I’d had a nice rapport going with this table. Then I said something I had never really expected to say, ever:

“No. I’m not autistic,” in a slow, strained and firm voice. I can’t even imagine what my facial expression must have been.

The woman’s jaw dropped. “No, no! Awrrrtistic, artistic!” She had a thick Boston accent.

She motioned toward the pen I was using to write her order down. “I just saw that you were left handed, and…” She looked mortified, and then everyone started laughing. I was just glad that I didn’t actually have the most insanely mean customer in the world after all.

I told the table, “I was thinking, jeez, at least give me Asperger’s syndrome.”

“and M’am,” I said, holding up my pen: “I’m right-handed.”

They left a nice tip.

Fall Foliage

Here are some pretty fall foliage photos that we took from Cope’s Lookout at Mohonk Mountain House a couple of days before we left.

Washington DC

On the way home from Mohonk we stopped in Washington DC for a couple days.  We scored a nice historic hotel for a decent price, only a few blocks from the Capitol Building.

Capital Building

The National Mall is a great pedestrian area and we walked all over the place, visiting the famous sites that we had seen many times behind national news casters and in doomsday scenario Hollywood movies.  It was quite an experience to finally see everything in person.

Lincoln Monument

The Lincoln Memorial was a highlight; we found ourselves speaking in hushed tones inside of this powerful place which felt more like a temple than a memorial.

On our way to the White House we caught the Washington Monument in some really cool evening light:

The White House was surprisingly small looking upon first glance with only two stories visible from the front.  There are actually six stories in the house and two of them make up the basement.  When we were there a large pink ribbon hung in front of the doorway in honor of breast cancer awareness month and before we left we had fun watching a Secret Service officer climbing around on the roof.

It was getting dark when when we left here, and still had a longish walk back to the hotel.  We went through some sketchy neighborhoods but made it through unscathed…

We met up with our friends Jason and Laura for dinner.  They live in DC and took us to a cool burger joint run by a former contestant on the show “Top Chef.”  It was fun catching up and hearing about what it was like living in the city; they really like it here.

On our last morning in town was the big moment we’d been waiting for: a White House tour!  Denae had arranged it over a month earlier by writing to Peter Defazio’s office.  Camera’s weren’t allowed so we don’t have any pictures, but we started in the East Wing and worked our way through a series of impressive historical rooms and finally into the main foyer, and right out through the front door.  We’d taken the picture above the night before by sticking the camera through the fence bars, and it felt surreal to actually be inside there now.

We had a fun time in DC and appreciated how most all of the tourist activities are free to visitors.  We were a little reluctant to leave our nice hotel room for a cramped week long car ride back to Oregon, but we had started to feel the excitement that starts to build before we go on any long journey and decided that we had better load up the car and leave.

Hyde Park

The fun thing about living in the Hudson Valley is that there is some sort of historic site or little piece of history in nearly every town. One of these places that’s worth a visit is Hyde Park where both the Vanderbilt Mansion National Historic Site and Franklin Roosevelt’s Presidential Library and home are.

The grounds of the mansion are now a park that is open free to the public, and anyone who has an Annual National Parks pass can use it for tours at both places.

Vanderbilt Mansion

Vanderbilt Mansion

The Hudson River

The Hudson River

We’ve spent a couple of nice afternoons in Hyde Park and I would recommend both sites for anyone who’s passing through.

Boston and the Cape

The U.S.S. Constitution

The U.S.S. Constitution

Andy and I absolutely loved Boston. What a fun city. We spent the two days we were there walking the Freedom Trail, which I’m sure just about every first time Boston tourist does, and had a great time looking at the old buildings and graveyards. We saw the church where the lanterns were hung to signal Paul Revere, we saw a meeting house of our forefathers, and we saw the Bunker Hill monument. Everyone knows by now that we are huge nerds so it should come to no surprise that Andy and I really enjoyed the free tour of the U.S.S Constitution; “Hizzah! Her sides are made of iron!”

The best part of the trail were all the bars along the way. We drank hard cider and Sam Adams at the oldest tavern in the States and on the way back we drank at another tavern on the opposite side of the cobblestone street. We also walked around the Beacon Hill neighborhood wishing that we were were blue bloods who could afford one of those amazing apartments. The area that was probably the most fun was the North End where we ate cannolis, espresso, and pizza slices at little Italian hole in the wall restaurants.

The old meeting house.

The old meeting house.

Boston is known as a great walking city, and for good reason. It felt like a small city, and in reality it kind of is, it’s only a little larger than Portland, Oregon. The best part of Boston was the combination of really old and brand new. We would walk by and old church or cemetery tucked away in between skyscrapers and down cobblestone sidewalks that were uneven from huge tree roots pushing upwards. We left Boston in the afternoon on our second day to find our way westward to Cape Cod and the yurt we had waiting for us in Nickerson State Park.

This was the first time that we really got up close and personal with the Eastern U.S. Coastline, if you exclude Coney

Highland Lighthouse

Highland Lighthouse

Island, and we loved it. The ocean is always beautiful and Cape Cod was no exception. It felt wild and unpopulated, which had to do with us visiting at the end of September when it’s a little colder and the kids back in school. We’ve heard that in the summer time the amount of people on the Cape is crazy and it is impossible and very expensive to find a place to stay overnight. The state park we stayed at is pretty centrally located and for thirty dollars a night we got a yurt with a double bed, bunk beds, a table, chairs and electricity. We thought it was a great deal.

We went to the very tip of the Cape to Provincetown where the Pilgrims first landed and lived for five weeks before the lack of freshwater forced them onward to Plymouth. There is even a huge, slightly out of place monument celebrating the pilgrims. The natural light was amazing out there, even when the clouds rolled through. The blues were bluer and the greens were greener. Everything we saw was like we were looking through a polarized lens.

The Province Lands

The Province Lands

We explored the area and saw a few quaint lighthouses and some really large expensive looking houses (that probably used to be bed and breakfasts) and we also saw many examples of the typical Cape Cod home which consists of a rectangle base with a triangle roof with shutter accents. We ate chowder and Andy feasted on fried clams and oysters. I even got to drag Andy to a few thrift stores. It was definitely brisk outside in the evenings, but missing the crazy crowds was worth going on the cusp of the tourist season. We enjoyed two fully relaxed days and had to set off the next morning to drive the five hours home to work the Mohonk dinner shift.

Country Livin’

It’s hard to believe that where we are living is only two hours from the largest city in the States; it feels so rural. Andy and I enjoy spending time taking drives through the countryside surrounding the Mountain House. We drive along winding roads past red barns, fields of corn and baled hay, stone silos, orchards, vineyards, and rolling hills covered in hardwood trees. In the evening we have to drive extra slow to avoid hitting all the suicidal deer.

Stoneridge Library

Stoneridge Library

Often times we brave the traffic jams in New Paltz to see movies at the theater or to eat ethnic food. Sometimes we stop in Rosendale or High Falls to walk around the quaint local shops, but our favorite thing to do on a lazy afternoon is to go into the Stoneridge Library. The huge stone building is the perfect place to read magazines and check out books for later. They even have a rack of two dollar books for sale. Whenever we’re feeling a little more cosmopolitan we head into Poughkeepsie to the Galleria for a little shopping, movie watching, and Taco Bell.

Philadelphia and NYC

With our next two days off we decided to head south to Philadelphia and see a little piece of American history.  We started out by driving down a very pretty scenic route along the Delaware River and through the Delaware Water Gap recreation area. We passed through many quaint little towns that had stone built houses and were surrounded by thick forests of hardwoods.

The Libert Bell

The Liberty Bell

The scenery changed drastically when we got to the outskirts of Philadelphia where we started driving through some really depressed looking areas with streets lined by decaying buildings. Interspersed through out these sketchy neighborhoods were really old historic buildings and when we finally made it to the town center the City Hall building loomed impressively over head. After finding parking for the car at the Independence Mall we headed straight into the building that houses the Liberty Bell. In person the Bell lived up to Andy and my expectations, it is fairly large and weighs one ton. What was more impressive to us than the actual size was imagining a time when a large bell was so important to a town, without one there was no way to signal to the townsfolk when something important was happening. Up close one can see the hammer marks made by the craftsmen, and the large wooden yoke the bell is attached to is also amazing to look at. By now all this history has worked us up an appetite and the only thing we could think about was Philly cheese steaks so we bee-lined it to the nearest street cart.

Independence Hall

Independence Hall

We spent the afternoon enjoying the beautiful sunny weather walking around very old buildings like the first and second banks of the United States among others. Our favorite restored building was the City Tavern not for the architecture like you might think, but for the amazing beer we had there where our forefathers used to eat and drink while having political discussions with one another. We tried a porter that was made following a recipe that was found in the rare manuscripts section of the New York City Library and one of the most amazing beers I’ve ever had; a strong honey wheat beer made following a recipe that Thomas Jefferson used to brew his own with. Definitely a highlight! Eventually we made our way to Independence Hall where both the Declaration of Independence and the Constitution were written. Both rooms inside the building were preserved they way they had been over two hundred years ago and it was easy to imagine the events that had taken place there.

City Tavern

That evening we left Philadelphia and made our way back to the Delaware River to Washington’s Crossing Park where we cooked a nice meal on our camp stove and watched the sunset and the lightning bugs light up.

The next morning we made a spur of the moment decision to head into New York City so we drove into Staten Island and were insanely lucky enough to find four dollar parking for the day (plus the eight dollar bridge toll) and got on the soonest ferry to Manhattan. Our first stop, of course, was street food where we got falafels and then a quick stop to the nearest Borders to glance at a NYC guide book. We walked from Battery Park to Chinatown, SoHo, Tribeca, and the Villages. My favorite part of the day was walking around the East Village and eating Pinkberry while people watching, we also enjoyed the street performances in Washington Square Park and looking at the different styles throughout the neighborhoods. After a full day of walking we rode the Staten Island Ferry back to the car as the sun set and made our way home.

View from Battery Park

View from Battery Park

New York City

Lower Manhattan

Lower Manhattan

Andy and I waited to get a few paychecks and watch our bank account recover a little before heading into New York City for the first time. We woke up early in the morning and drove into Poughkeepsie where we got onto a Metro-North train headed for the City. Two hours later we were disembarking from our train in Grand Central Terminal and taking our first steps into a city that we’d both heard so much about and have always wanted to see.

After admiring the Grand Central building inside and out we

Avenue of the Giants

Avenue of the Americas

walked over to the Empire State building and waited in line for tickets to the 86th floor Observatory. Luckily for us this was the fifth of July and due to the small number of tourists in town we were able to make our way through the three separate lines fairly quickly. The whole experience was pretty cheesy until we finally got to the top and could look out across all the other skyscrapers. The view was amazing and we soon got really excited to start walking and exploring.

We walked by Rockefeller Center, Saint Patrick’s Cathedral, Radio City Music Hall, and then down the Avenue of the Americas which was closed off to traffic for the

Times Square

Times Square

holiday weekend and filled with pedestrians and food and clothing vendors. As we looked around us we kept on thinking that the City was so clean, and not polluted at all. Some of our co-workers had warned us that it was a dirty and busy place, but compared to the cities in India we felt completely comfortable walking around and not at all overwhelmed. I mean, NYC has sidewalks where you can walk without being worried about being hit my speeding motorcycles. We ate some great pad thai and chicken satays then headed over to the Museum of Modern Art. After spending a few hours wandering the museum and seeing Van Gogh’s famous Starry Night we refueled with coffee in the MOMA cafe and got onto the subway to the southern tip of Manhattan.

The subway station we got off at was right next to the Staten Island Ferry and we hurried into the terminal to catch the next ferry. The ride is free and the concessions stand sells beer so we had it made on the twenty minute ride to Staten Island where we disembarked and got onto another ferry back to Manhattan. It was fun to see a close up view of the Statue of Liberty and the skyscrapers off in the distance.

Grand Central and the Chrysler Building

Grand Central and the Chrysler Building

Next we walked up through the financial area by Wall Street, the Stock Exchange, and the Twin Tower memorial. We walked over the Brooklyn Bridge and back, past City Hall, and up through Chinatown where we stopped at a really neat park which is where the old Five Points neighborhood used to be in the early 1800s. Eventually we made our way back up to Times Square where the lights were so bright it was almost like the sun was still in the sky. We drank a few beers at an Irish pub while we rested our feet and finally walked back to Grand Central and took the train home exhausted

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Sunnyside and Union Church

Washington Irving's Sunnyside

Washington Irving's Sunnyside

On one of our first days off Andy and I decided to drive down the Hudson Valley and explore our new temporary home state. Our destination was Washinton Irving’s Sunnyside, the house of the American author Washington Irving who wrote The Legend of Sleepy Hollow and Rip Van Winkle. We had a guide dressed in period costume show us through the house which Irving had designed himself to include the best elements of architecture that he had observed throughout Europe during his time as an ambassador for the U.S. He had copper pipes and a water heating system installed, which was very advanced for his time, and a shack out back with a deep well-like hole in it to store ice during the summer. The porch was also really nice with a beautiful view over the widest part of the Hudson River.

Our next stop was the Union Church of Pocantico Hills to see a

Sleepy Hollow

Sleepy Hollow

stained glass window by Henri Matisse and nine windows by Marc Chagall. The windows were commissioned by the Rockefellers who used to attend services here and it is still a working church today. The intricacy of the Chagall windows are amazing and the artwork glowed with the natural light coming in from outside.

On the way home we stopped in the town of Sleepy Hollow to see the graveyard that that inspired Washington Irving to write The Legend of Sleepy Hollow. Although we didn’t see the headless horseman we did see some very old grave sites and the final resting place of Irving himself.

Inside Sunnyside

Inside Sunnyside