I must be a glutton for punishment!
As much as I love traveling, I am no good after 6+ hours of driving. I think my threshold is around 2 hours, which isn't much helpful when you have this innate desire to road trip every friggin' weekend! Sheesh!
After our trip to Coney Island for Mother's Day, we headed on up to Cuomo's Cove in the Catskill Mountains. Yes, it was my first time there and yes, I never wanted to leave. Who'd have thunk this little city girl would turn mountain madame after crossing the threshold of her thirties?! I know, I'm a little surprised myself.
We didn't stay too long: hopped in the hot tub, tried to find constellations and I was on bear watch all night. It was grand.
I did, however, get a few snaps of our humble digs as we watched the sun come up over the mountains :) Driving back home to my concrete jungle was brutal.
Dear Cuomo's Cove - I'm coming back ;)