“And you’re going there why?” asked one, martini in hand.
I had explained my need to escape — to find some simple peace and quiet in a muffled, snowbound forest that had no chance of cellphone reception.
“That scares me,” admitted another.."
In honor of our pursuit of acreage, I found this NYT article in Escapes
Monday, February 25, 2008
Trading the World for a Cabin in the Woods
