
The diner where, after much strife, I was allowed to eat a breakfast burrito:

The manufacturing plant with which we were obsessed:


One of the 70 or so photos taken while golfing miniature-style:

One of the many sculptures of eyes outside the art museum at Williams:

Another one:

Top of Mt. Greylock:



I liked this trail because it looked like an antibody: (yes, I am a dweeb)

Random field we found while lost:


I think this was the only time I was truly relaxed over the entire weekend. D and I were there completely alone, aside from the million catepillars that crawled all over us the moment we sat down.
The trail where we found the crying kid who was abandoned by his thug teenaged brother:

There are a million more but they are even more boring than these.
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