After the bowling/shopping we reconvened for our last event, an early dinner at Shelburne Farms. This 1,400 acre estate used to be a summer home for the Vanderbilts, complete with a farm house that rivals just about any mansion in America, a couple hundred room main house and a fantastic waterfront location. Part of the estate is now an inn with a pretty good restaurant housed in one of the grand old halls.

Those of us who made the unfortunate choice not to shop ended up at the local bowling lanes. I haven't bowled since I was a kid in Rhode Island playing duckpin bowling with my grandfather, but surprisingly a couple of our guests were really into it. Of course Somchai was uber-excited, since anything sports related thrills him to no end. We split up into gay and straight teams, and I'm pretty sure the gays won, although that part of the day is pretty fuzzy.

For the guests who were staying on, we planned a trip to Burlington, by far the largest city in Vermont (although tiny compared to just about anywhere else). The plan was to take a cruise around Lake Champlain,the enormous lake on Burlington's front door, that separates New York and Vermont and runs up to the Canadian border. Unfortunately the weather didn't cooperate this time, and it was too windy for the boat to sail. We had to make up an impromptu Plan B, which for half the group meant shopping along Burlington's pedestrianized shopping district.