I’m not sure if there’s a place I wouldn’t like to visit under any circumstances, but I regret being in New Hampshire during the height of summer and winter. My first visit to New Hampshire was during the hottest and most humid summer on record. I have a few pictures from visiting, and no one may see them because I’m bright red and my hair is fluffy…I pretend like I’m the least vain person ever, and then I hide unflattering photographs from the world.
New Hampshire’s level of snow during the winter is equal with Wisconsin, but wins at having a lot of SCARY, STEEP HILLS THAT WANT YOUR BLOOD. I’m too high-strung for that.