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GRAVY! boston 2007-08-01 — 12:29 p.m. |
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4 days to Mexico and I'm not freaked out right now at all. Let's hope that lasts! Had a great time with Mr. Dave in Boston. Here are some fun things that happened: - dave decided he wanted to change out of his work clothes before he got on the plane. perfectly normal. however, he didn't want to change at work. or in the car. where did he change, you ask? the airport park and ride lot. yes. my boyfriend stood in a parking lot wearing nothing but his boxers and didn't understand the problem with this. - the guy behind us on the plane seriously needed to be acquainted with a stick of deoderant. hoo boy. - when we got to the hostel, it took approximately 2083082 hours to check in, and we were in a rush, man, because this i-talian restaurant dave wanted to go to closed at 10. it was also approximately 200 degrees in the common room and some crazy ass girl was wearing a hoodie. anyhoo, we made it to the restaurant and ordered something that was basically a bowl filled with various parmigianed items. we went back to our room at the hostel, which had a tv, kitchen, air conditioner, and a towel, none of which we expected. it did, however, also have a bed that rivaled broken glass in terms of it uncomfortableness. we slept on the floor, which wasn't too bad once you piled enough blankets on it. - saturday i ate ginger blueberry hazelnut pancakes. then all the duck tours were booked. the duck tour man said "are you going to be in town tomorrow?" we said "yes." he said "they're all booked tomorrow too." then he suggested we ask our concierge. we giggled at thinking about the guy running the hostel as a concierge. - i ran though the coolest fountain i've ever seen. - we walked around in a neat old church. - we tried to go to the 3 PM showing of shakespeare in the park, but it rained. every time the people put the tarp on, it stopped, but then as soon as the actors took the stage again, it started. so they cancelled it. so we saw ratatouille. good gravy. i was pretty close to falling asleep a couple times. then we wandered around for a while and went to wendy's, where dave got an extraneous baked potato, i got a bathtub with a straw in it, and wendy's people got yelled at by various folks in line. then we went back to the park and sat next to this guy who farted and clapped very audibly. the play itself was really great ... they didn't cut out too much or add anything egregious, and the guy playing Bottom was terrific. - we walked back to the T stop through the park. the moon was full, the air was soft, the flowers were blooming, the night was warm ... it was so, so, so, so beautiful. just ... magical and beautiful and amazing. - i got this frozen treat ... it was called "summer snow" ... holy crap. lightly sweetened fluffy snow-like ice covered in fruit bits and sorbet. ohhh man. i wish i had one right now. - sunday we met this guy who looked like he was filling his hat up with water, but it was a bowl for his dog. i coveted his muffin. - we went to the aquarium, which smelled kind of weird, but had tons of awesome jellyfish. we were really determined to find the octopus, but to no avail. so we wandered around the north end for a while. i got a sandwich the size of my leg. then we found out our flight was delayed, so we went back to the aquarium and this time, gosh darn it, we found the octopus. boy was THAT anticlimactic. it was tiny! anyhoo, back to allston for more of that summer snow, and then we rushed to the airport, which included taking a cab, which we then found out was highly unnecessary, because ... - our flight was cancelled. lame! so after calling around, we figured that the best plan of action was to stay at a best western (which had been our temporary home in winston salem after our basement was filled with poop. did i tell you about that one?). on the shuttle bus, there were two couples in the seats behind us whom we swear were planning on swinging that evening. anyhoo, after we settled in at the hotel, we wandered down the highway until we found some place to get food. at this restaurant, there were murals on the wall that depicted what we thought was an old woman checking out a guy's ass and an old man looking down some girl's shirt. - after a delightful continental breakfast the next morning, we discovered that our flight was cancelled. we went to the airport anyway, because what the heck else were we going to do, and stood on line with all the other disgruntled people. i sang along with the muzak and dave got looks. hehehe. well, it was his turn. this old lady in a vest started telling us about how she'd been to alaska 26 times and asked us if we liked tenting. dave looked slightly enamored. anyhoo, the delta lady told us that we were booked on a flight the next day that left logan, went to lga, then atl, then gso. wtf??? so we decided to fly standby to rdu, which entailed a lot of sitting in the airport, which we did with dignity and aplomb. dave did not eat fuddruckers and i did not eat a snickers bar. - we finally landed in rdu around 5. there was this lady in the car rental place wearing a shirt with a confederate flag over each boob and the words "stop staring at my flags" underneath it. she talked a lot about wanting a pick up truck or something. then there was an australian guy who had to inspect his car to make sure it was safe for his children before he would agree to rent it. then the guy behind the desk said we could rent a jibblybits (which is what we heard the first two times, until it became a jeep liberty on the third), and we did. - when we got home, we ate stir fry and got dessert with diane, who had biked into a ravine, but was otherwise fine. now i have to go drop off some medical records for dave. the doctor's office is 2 miles away, and i really should have done this this morning instead of waiting until the day really decided it was going to be 93 degrees, but man, that nap sounded good. and it was, but i already regret it. huzzah. |
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