27 September 2010

Go When They're Gone






7 comments:

  1. Love the moodiness of that last shot. Intimate.

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  2. Went there three years ago this month. Best time to be there!

    Also went to the Red Lion Pub in London last week, per your mention of it. It was a delightful walk from our hotel, the Park Lane, and we were keen on the pub: The real deal in our analysis. Thanks for the tip.

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  3. Yup, having grown up in a sweaty tourist town -albeit a fine one - it's my modus operandi, too. Bonus: The local shopkeepers once again bring out their real smiles. Thanks.

    -DB

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  4. Go when they're gone is right, or you'll never get through town.

    We're headed to Wolfeboro on Saturday to visit the in-laws. Looking very forward to it!

    That last photo looks like The Woodshed.

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  5. Same advice my Dad gave me. Said during holidays or "the season" all the amateur drives were on the road

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  6. I agree with how great and moody the last photo is. I almost expect Betty Draper to come in and bust up one of the chairs!

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  7. always good when the riff-raff are away...

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