We spent last weekend in the Berkshires.We spent less than 48 hours in the Berkshires.

The elements were in full effect. I drove white-knuckled through the wicked rain along hairpin turns until we reached the inn.

We stayed at the Porches Inn in North Adams, which I've dreamt about for years. It really was a lovely place to stay.

We met my old man and my stepmama and their pooches. They drove 9 hours with their pug children to see their grandchildren for less than 48 hours.

The clawfoot bathtub at Porches afforded me a luxurious bath. I poured in half the bottle of Muppets cucumber bubble bath and hoped no one interrupted me for 15 minutes.

The restaurant representation in the Berkshires was motley. We ate at Friendly's. It was such a spooky Friendly's that the happy ending sundae = the exit door.

It was a wonderful way to spend quality time with the family. I was paranoid the entire time that my kids were going to break everything in the hotel.

The pooches really loved the accommodations. My old man said at one point Stubby looked at him like, Dad? What's with this one bedroom joint? Dja lose your job or something?

The kids really loved the pups. Baby Girl terrorized Ella.

Loverpants and I stole away for a museum date. We weren't at MassMoca for more than an hour and I started to miss my kids.

The grandparents brought toys and tricks for the kiddos. There was mention of a tumble off the bed by Little Man. That's what helmets are for, right?

We left feeling more exhausted than when we arrived. We wished we could have stayed another week :)

Stubby and his master

Ella Cabella

Mass MoCa

I loved Dude with his high boots and knit vest.

The famous upside-down trees

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