burlington vermont


One sight of the mountains left me unraveled. From the lookout point of a college library, Lake Champlain drifts in sapphire ripples, cut with jagged white sprays of collision. Perched over the water, the Adirondacks rise like sentries. A vision of blues mimicking sky and sea, a cadence of peaks layered on top of one another that ribbon along the horizon. Interrupted only by pompadour domes decorating the tops of the campus buildings, the view is endless. And after my first look, I was hypnotized. Whatever the reason for returning, with every visit to Burlington, Vermont I’m caught in a…


Burlington, Vermont is kind of a passionate love story of mine. It began two and a half years ago, when a girl studied abroad with an amazing group of people from Champlain College and, at the end of the semester, had to sever herself from them as she returned to school in Boston. I swore up and down while we were away that I would visit campus at some point. I wanted to see my friends and I wanted to see for myself the city everyone buzzed about. Four months after we all parted ways, I seized the opportunity to board a…