There was a one-day pause with the rain, so I took the metro north up to Beacon to visit the Dia museum. It’s about a hour and a half ride from Grand Central Station.
I arrived early, so I went around Main Street first to get breakfast at Homespun Foods.
French toast… she said something was different about it, but I don’t remember what it wasss….
This was one of the best breakfasts evarrrrrrr
Beacon is a teeny tiny town where there is only 1 of everything. I walked down Mainstreet, and started to go through the neighborhood.
I would hate to live next to this guy.
faux bricks
Then I started making my way to Dia. The day was gohhhhhhhhjus.
Dia is super strict about taking photos inside, but it was one of the most beautiful museums I’ve ever visited. Here are some photos from the world wide web:
On my way back home.
