A Road Less Traveled

With no plans at all on my calendar today, I wanted to break up my writing hours with an outing at lunchtime. I’d read positive reviews of the Norwich Square Cafe on TripAdvisor, so put it into googlemaps and had to pick from three alternate routes. Since they were each within a minute of the others, I opted for what I figured to be the most scenic route, the one furthest off the main drag, VT Route 14.

Off the main drag in Vermont is not the same as off the main drag in Manhattan. When I turned right on Tigertown Road, it became dirt all the way. Narrow dirt. Trees-leaning-every-which-way, narrow, dirt. I felt frightened. If anything happened on that road, I would have no way of signaling someone. I started sending out foxhole prayers. And, you guessed it, they worked!

Fortunately, I had copied the turn-by-turn instructions onto a slip of paper because my WAZE app was nowhere to be found until the end of the journey.

Unfortunately, the cafe was closed today. I refilled my gas tank at a nearby pump and went back to White River Junction where I’d had a delicious meal at Tuckerbox a few days before. They were open, and it was good.

Got my ten pages done and may top it off tonight with a few more as I’m into a juicy part that is flowing well.