Flipflops in the Rain


jet-setter.

one girl, four weeks, eight states, and a partridge in a pear tree.

the writing may have stalled but it’s with good reason. i’ve been back from one long weekend for about three hours and I’m already buying tickets for my next. any excuse to travel, whether it’s to see old friends or to see new sights, is enough to keep me smiling.

(side gripe — i despise the Greyhound Web site. i wish Amtrak wasn’t so expensive.)

if i were a decent photographer, i’d have visuals to capture the fun i’ve been having as of late. of course, this would also require a camera in my possession while having said fun — but i seem to have misplaced mine in boston. (on that note, don’t buy me expensive things. ever.)

a few things you missed out on by not being me in the past few weeks:
delicious food and wine. (obviously, a pre-req for a great time)
a turkey in line at dunkin donuts.
the view from the top of the hub.
the salem witch trials.
the atlantic ocean.
a girl getting prescription drugs confiscated at the brand new concert.
the hard rock cafe’s mac and cheese.
free shots from elvis.
too many cigarettes.
too much pizza.
lots of wind.
lots of fun with some of my favorite people.
(and now that i’m home) lots of affection from my favorite fluffy non-people.

here’s to the Big Apple at Christmas in T minus three days!

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2 Comments

Geez, with all this traveling with your favorite people, methinks you are forgetting your REAL fave people over here in Ore. Namely Mugsy, Nubby and me!

Comment by Anna

I meant my favorite East Coasters, of course! (And the West Coasters who come out to play… hint, hint…)

Comment by flipflopsintherain




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