Around mid-November of this year, my boss pulled me aside and said “Son… I’m kickin you outta here.” Okay, he really didn’t say that, but he did let me know if I didn’t take some vacation time by the end of the year, he was going to be cranky. Since my company only rolls over 2 weeks of time each year to the next, and I had something like 4 weeks stored up, I needed to skedaddle.
But what to do? I didn’t want to spend a lot of money, but I also REALLY wanted to get away and have some time to myself.
The end result was a week on my own in the White Mountains in New Hampshire…