Laura and I raced home from Ludlow, VT so we could watch the Pats nearly make the comeback of the ages. It was not to be, but certainly exciting while it lasted.

Ludlow was relaxing as usual. We hit the usual spots, including Tacos Tacos (twice) for the best nachos on the planet. Ludlow is much sleepier than Stowe, yet there seems to be much more to do. Perhaps that's just a comfortable familiarity, or more likely, the fact that there's a nice comfy house filled with old memories to kick back in. I certainly can't wait until we get another opportunity to go up there.