The Stonehouse Inn in Little Compton, RI (steps away from our waterfront beach cottage where we slept with a constant sea breeze, almost chilly) is as tony as it gets...and my namesake, which was a total coincidence. Wow what an action-packed weekend! We broke in my new car (850 miles) touring New England. We hit Mystic, Newport, Bristol, Westport, Providence and our fave Little Compton, simply a magical spot on this earth, a pristine and preserved piece of rural beauty, complete with rocky shoreline, gorgeous homes, quaint shops and a spa. Everytime Scott and I travel we further uncover that we really do share identical vacavibes...meaning we are perfectly in sync with what and how we like to do things while on vaca...neither one of us has to compromise since we're always on the same page, so basically gotta love that & him!

Welcome back...hard to get back into the swing of things after a long weekend...think about shoveling all that snow this past winter (or watching the plow) and enjoy the heat...

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