Hello journal I never use enough. How are you feeling this fine day? I am just wonderful, because I am in Boston visiting my older sister and her husband - but mostly my older sister (no offense, Dennis!). A small recount of events thus far:
Day 1, Friday: Got to airport nice and early, ate Taco Bell (bad choice). Plane departed on time and arrived on time, and the flight was a little more exciting than I'm used to, but altogether not too bad. My sister picked me up from the airport, and we went to Tulio's for dinner, where I had some linguine with mussels, scallops, and clams in a marnara sauce. It was simply wonderful. We came home, rented some movies, watched Miss Potter, and I went to bed.
Day 2, Saturday: Slept until 11, then showered, dressed, and went to a place called the Garment District - this giant vintage clothing store. I bought (and I know someone's going to go "Ewwwww!" but they were awesome!) a cotton slip and a cotton garter belt, which in intend to wear with my 30s style dress for my 21st birthday later this month. Big yay! We walked around Inman's Square, got some homemade ice cream, then hoofed it back to the car. We had taiwanese for dinner, watched Music and Lyrics, and then I went to bed. I didn't sleep all that well.
Day 3, Sunday: Woke up at about 11 again, put on my swimsuit and some shorts, and hopped in the car for a quick snack at Tony's Clam Shop where I had a simply amazing lobster roll (my sister was jealous cause she got the vegetarian falafel - icky!). After we brought Dennis back some lunch we took the long(ish) drive to Nantasket where we went kayaking! I'd never been kayaking before, but it was loads of fun, even if the wind was against us, and when we came back we were paddling AGAINST the river (my god, my arms STILL HURT). We took a long walk on Nantasket beach, and I had a soft-serve swirl and my first taste of the glory that is sweet potatoe fries. The beach was really crowded cause the tide was in, so there was only about 10 feet between the seawall and the ocean, and most of that was covered in big rocks. The people were jam-packed into that tiny space, and the water was fucking freezing (I'm from Texas, remember? The Gulf is not that cold...)! Then when my fuddy-duddy sister got tired we came home. I slept very well that night.
Day 4, Monday: The first of the 2 days my sister had to work. I got up at noon, then spent the day on a trolley tour of historic Quincy, where my sister lives. We saw the birthplaces of John Adams and John Quincy Adams, as well as the mansion where the Adams lived when they returned from England, and the church where they're buried (in crypts, under the sanctuary). The mansion was especially neat because it belonged to the Quincy family up until the 1940s when it was given over to the state to become a historical park - which, as our tour guide pointed out, meant that everything in the house was original, because the family kept it that way. I have since remembered and rediscovered my deep-seated love for John Adams - which is somehow helped along even more by his wife Abigail. Last night Rachel told me that she had never figured we would end up having a conversation where I fangirled and then OTPed a former President and his Lady. I was mildly surprised ot have this pointed out to me, and even more suprised to find out it was true. When my sister got home from work we watched Goblet of Fire (to prepare Anna and Dennis for the adventure that will be Order of the Phoenix, which despite popular opinion, I thought was just wonderful - except for all the shouting on Harry's part and the crying on Cho's; coulda done with less of that). I went to bed and slept very well.
Day 5, Tuesday, today: I got up at 11 (again! I'm finally on a real schedule!), showered, dressed, and had Dennis drive me to Radioshack to get a battery for my stupid POS digital camera. He dropped me at the T, and I rode into Boston where I spent the day eating Lobster and candy at Fenueil Hall and the Quincy Market. I had a canoli and some expresso (and I bought some fudge, hot soppresatto, and blue cheese) in the North End, then I caught a T over to Harvard Square where I spent more money than I should have on a t-shirt for a coworked, a 60s dress from a vintage store, a CD, two pins, and some yarn. I just got home and collapsed with my laptop. As soon as my sister gets up we're going to the fabric store to get some black ribbon so I can fix up my Harry Potter shirt for the movie (which I probably won't get to see until Thursday anyways, which is really all right I guess since I'm only about 400 pages into my rereap of OotP).
Now I'm going to have some more of my cheese and ham... blue and soppresatto - yummy - and maybe.. take a nap? Read? Do something?...
Pictures later, y'all! All... 8 of them! Yay! (I'm the worst tourist ever!)