We stopped overnight in Vermont and continued on our way the next morning to Saratoga Springs, New York for the annual Jazz Festival. Saratoga Springs was our home for a couple of years in the late 80's and it is a city we love to return to when we can. It boasts the famous Saratoga Race Track for horse racing and it is the summer home of the New York City Ballet. It is also steeped in history. Because of this, it is a vibrant, beautiful city with many ongoing cultural events.
The Jazz Festival runs for two days every year and folks come from states away to enjoy the music and the atmosphere. It's a fun, party-like weekend where everyone is friendly. One example of this is the lady we met who offered two large thermos coolers with free drinks in memory of her late husband. He came to the festival every year until he was shot and killed in a random terror attack. His framed photograph sat atop one of the coolers. One cooler held vodka and lemonade (his favorite jazz festival drink) and the other had Sangria. We stopped and chatted with her for a bit and I accepted a taste of the Sangria. It was very good. Steve is the jazz lover in our family and the festival is really his thing, but I enjoyed the live performances and I had a great time throughout. I was particularly amazed by the Joey Alexander Trio. Mr. Alexander celebrated his thirteenth birthday on the day of his performance here.
|We lived out of the backpack from noon 'til night except for our little excursion to downtown Saratoga where we dined in an air conditioned restaurant for dinner. It was a very warm day and the cooled air was a welcomed oasis.|