When you’re car-less in Philadelphia, it is a 180 juxtaposition from the must-have-a-car in Arizona to get anywhere vibes. The Phoenix infrastructure is only really made for buses and the train to the airport stops two stops above my exit in North Phoenix (of course) so getting around easily via public transit is a hassle. On the East Coast, you hop on a train or trolly spreading out like a star from Center City and voila! You’ve arrived at your destination without too much thinking. However, this trip required a lot more planning as we were going way out of city limits – even by New York City standards. To really see and experience the countryside of New Hampshire, you definitely need a car which goes with their live free standards. So I began searching for a rental car…
My first experience with Turo, the Airbnb of car rentals, was terrible. It was during the peak of the pandemic and I arrived at Harrisburg airport, took an Uber to the car and there was no way to get in it or contact the host. So I canceled it and got another car… this time one that starting having lights on the dash while driving to Williamsport, PA, and leaving leaking oil in my dad’s driveway before the host had to tow it back to Harrisburg. So my track record was not satisfactory with them but I will willing to give it another go again, I mean it had been four years since then! With outrageous car rental pricing, it’s a no brainer if you can find a newer car which is exactly what I did, a whopping 8 minute walk through Clark Park from where I was staying in West Philly. I took that as a good sign and it had an E-Z Pass attached, the Pennsylvania way to keep taking money from its driving citizens. One thing I love about the Wild West is there’s no stupid tolls every five miles. On the East Coast, they nickel and dime you for crossing a bloody bridge. And we ended up crossing a lot of them!
It was bright and early we left on a sweaty weekday morning and I was ready and raring to go! Loading up the SUV was a breeze and the eco-friendly option made gas mileage extend a lot. I packed all sorts of goodies for road tripping and my guest was grateful when we had a trunk picnic like most other weary travelers at the rest stop halfway there. Having a generational moment, my guest liked his old school maps while I was just picking the easier middle route via Naggy (as my dad calls it), the GPS navigational system of Google Maps. But we ended up going the New Jersey route (which was great for a Wawa coffee fix, it’s like crack for coffee lovers) but bad driving through New York City. It’s kind of like getting a cavity filled at the dentist, just bare through it. But honestly, the rainy day and clouds gave the city horizon a nice feel and it was nostalgic to see the skyline again as I’m guessing it has been over 10 years. But the biggest sigh of relief when we got out of the city and into the green countryside was palpable. The rain kept coming and we kept driving until finally we arrived into the woods!
Included in your Bretton Woods stay is exclusive local partnerships with discounted tickets to the world famous Cog Railway which we explored the very next day as well as $25 pool and gym passes to the Mountain View Grand Resort & Spa. For the snow bunnies, the 32-acre Moose Lodge and Cabins are only one mile from the ski lifts, with over two miles of trails for walking, snowshoeing, X-country skiing, an on-site 25 by 45 ice skating rink, and more. In the summer, you have central AC, private beach access, swimming and fishing in the Amoonoosuc River, a volleyball court, walking trails, firepit, wildlife watching, and more. The Owl Roost was inspired by a yurt and is hand crafted, the only one like it in the world. See why this space is a memory maker and watch yourself fall in love with the cabin life immediately. We look forward to returning to explore some more of this Certified Wildlife Habitat oasis but it will be hard to pass up the Owl Roost for another cabin!