Took a day to clear my mind and headed up to Tarrytown. Never been but always heard good things. It was a rainy/misty day and seeing the fog hanging over the Palisades as our Metro-North train sped to its destination made it so idyllic. Heading off the train, we went on foot over a huge, breath-taking(literally) hill and stumbled into the quiet sleepy town of Tarrytown. Lots of little shops dotted Main Street. We walked and soaked up the local feel. NYS has many town such as this just waiting for exploring. We walked past the border and into Sleepy Hollow but we only went a block in, saving it for the Fall. Walking back, we ate at a local watering hole, shopped, had ice cream from a neighborhood spot and walked back to the train station with a better mindset than the one we entered into Tarrytown.