Pittsfield, Mass

This week I went to Pittsfield, Mass. To be honest, I was not thrilled about this trip. I knew it was going to be chilly and I had the sneaking suspicion that the area wouldn't be anything to get excited about. But, I was completely wrong. Pittsfield is in an area called the Berkshires (http://www.berkshires.org/). Fall had begun here. The trees were all changing colors. There were small lakes scattered throughout the terrain. Also, Pittsfield (along with the surrounding cities) were so quaint. It looked like TV sets - complete with parks, old churches, and patriotic downtown shops.

This trip was very educational. I learned a few important lessons.

Lesson # 1: People do not follow directions. I'm thinking the person who sat and broke this granite has to feel really great about themselves.

Lesson #2: Bleach blonde rat tail hairdos are sexy. Thank you hartsfield international airport for teaching me this lesson. Sorry for the quality of the picture, I couldn't figure out a way to get closer without looking obvious.

Lesson #3: When thinking about pizza, Arizona is the state that should come to mind.