This summer is going to be epic, I've decided: filled with reading, writing, music, friends and adventures (with work peppered throughout). And yesterday was the first of these myriad of Summer adventures, where one of my oldest and most dearest friend and I reunited after not having seen each other for over a year. And that is far too long a time, but because we were living in different cities/towns it has been pretty difficult to catch up. When we were younger, the two of us were inseparable- her house was my second home, as I would go over every day after school and visa versa- until ten years ago, when her family moved away. But we have always kept in touch and have remained close, but now after a decade, she has returned! And we are as close as ever and I couldn't be happier!
So yesterday we drove down to Williamstown, where neither of us have ever gone before. It was 31 degrees, but thankfully there was a cool breeze from the water, and despite getting sunburnt (I now have a nose like Rudolf- getting into the Christmas spirit) it was one of the best days.
The car trip itself was so much fun, with a few wrong turns along the way, thanks to the 'faithful' GPS (aka James) who wanted us to go to a 'no entry- flammable liquid' area, we surprisingly found our way to our destination. And it was a really triumphant moment in both of our lives I have to admit.
Williamstown is a really lovely suburb on the waterfront, which apparently has an interesting history, however we wouldn't know that much about it, other than they currently have a really nice ice-cream shop. So, armed with ice-cream (white chocolate with berries and white chocolate with hazelnut for me and white chocolate with berries and cookies and cream for her) we walked along the pier and along the water side before going to the park and talking under a tree for hours while looking across the water towards the city. And that is where we both agreed with Pudge from 'Looking for Alaska' that we are going to seek a "great perhaps."
So yesterday we drove down to Williamstown, where neither of us have ever gone before. It was 31 degrees, but thankfully there was a cool breeze from the water, and despite getting sunburnt (I now have a nose like Rudolf- getting into the Christmas spirit) it was one of the best days.
The car trip itself was so much fun, with a few wrong turns along the way, thanks to the 'faithful' GPS (aka James) who wanted us to go to a 'no entry- flammable liquid' area, we surprisingly found our way to our destination. And it was a really triumphant moment in both of our lives I have to admit.
Williamstown is a really lovely suburb on the waterfront, which apparently has an interesting history, however we wouldn't know that much about it, other than they currently have a really nice ice-cream shop. So, armed with ice-cream (white chocolate with berries and white chocolate with hazelnut for me and white chocolate with berries and cookies and cream for her) we walked along the pier and along the water side before going to the park and talking under a tree for hours while looking across the water towards the city. And that is where we both agreed with Pudge from 'Looking for Alaska' that we are going to seek a "great perhaps."
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| View from Williamstown (it was slightly overcast, but amazing day nonetheless) |
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