Burly Burly.

Burlington was, as always, a delight.

As lovely and nostalgic as it felt, Nick and I couldn't help but feel the stark differences between Burlington and New York City. To our surprise and satisfaction, we realized that while Burlington has changed in small ways, we have changed in big ways, and this last little trip made those changes truly palpable. There were things we missed about Burlington - knowing where everything is, an abundance of recycling bins on outdoor sidewalks, friendly people chatting you up in the cozy coffee shop, actual feelings of winter, and of course, lots of memories. And then there were some things we realized were too New York about us - we felt like everyone walked too slow, we hated having to call a cab instead of hail one, and we realized the town felt dead when we went down to Church St. at 9 a.m. in the morning. The differences and conflicts we felt and realized were neither good nor bad though, and when we arrived home last night, we both took a second to appreciate the variation of all the homes we have had and loved, from Burlington to New York City to Albany and the Bay Area too. We may change and things in our life may change, but the love we feel for the little city on Lake Champlain will never.

Some phone photos:

J and N checking out some metal art in Battery Park

glorious day in the park post-parade

pretending to be college kids for the weekend

blissful in Burlington

reunions at the Zach Deputy show on Church St.

Zach Deputy outdoor show

twinkly lights and dusk on Church St.

Risa's and my friend from high school (Taylor Shell, middle guy in the top hat) and his band , who are based in New York City, coincidentally were in town to play at our music venue on Saturday night

feeling cozy in Penny Cluse as snow falls outside

Green Mountains looking glorious out in the distance (at the airport)

plane shots

sun and snow

adios Burlington. <3