The strange and mundane tales of two immigrants, and a pup, in New England.
Friday, June 22, 2007
1st Trip to the White Mountains: Talking Moose
I might have put some of you to sleep with the Bretton Woods Monetary Conference post, so here is a cute picture of a talking moose we encountered in Conway, an adorable ski town on the outskirts of the White Mountains. He was quite talkative for a moose, but he mostly focused our conversation on selling us Zeb's General Store items.
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