(Hey look - Day TWO of NaBloPoMo, and I've already resorted to David Tennant/Doctor Who GIFS. This does not bode well for the rest of the month. Also, YOU'RE WELCOME.)
Kat: So where are we meeting Lauren?
Me: Downstairs in the pick up point.
Kat: And what does her car look like?
Me: Um. No idea.
Kat: And what does SHE look like?
Me: Oh! That one I can do, because we're friends on Facebook. She's skinny and has long dark hair.
Kat: Well, that's descriptive...
Me: I know, right? I'd make the BEST police witness of ever!
Thankfully, Secaucus Junction had a limited supply of skinny girls with long dark hair waiting around. Especially skinny girls with long dark hair who have Team Coco stickers on their cars.
And so began our roadtrip to Boston. After a
wrong turn or two through Brooklyn small scenic detour that had Lauren and I yelling "DID I MISS 60B???" because we're cool like that (bonus points if you get that reference), we hit the open road. The trip was filled with getting to know each other, and laughing hysterically about absolutely nothing, and quoting random movies and TV shows. Oh, and Lauren telling me that a mutual blog friend thought for a while that my Twitter handle (@melbsonmymind, if you're not following me yet) was "Mel B's on my mind" and that I'm secretly obsessed with the Spice Girls. Awesome!
We had an incredibly nutritious lunch at McDonald's somewhere in Connecticut, before hitting the road again. The trip seemed to take surprisingly little time for a 350km-odd drive. And if you think we didn't drive Kat slightly insane by making a shit ton of Gilmore Girls references all the way through Connecticut, then you'd be wrong. That totally happened. (Sorry Kat!! <3) We arrived in Cambridge without incident, although there was a moment where we nearly drove through a toll gate without paying. Whoops! Ahem. Getting to our hotel in Cambridge required a little more driving around in circles. Partly because the turns snuck up on us, partly because the GPS had pronunciation issues. Alewife Brook Parkway got turned into Al-uh-Whiffy Br-oooooh-ke Parkway. Which led to a lot of "Um, WHAT?"-ing and being so busy mocking the GPS that we didn't pay attention to where it had told us to go.
But eventually, we made it to the hotel and checked in and marvelled at the world's tiniest coffee maker for a while:
|Courtesy of Lauren who was so enamoured with it that she took multiple photos of it|
An hour or so later, Paulie got back to the hotel - he'd left New York for Boston the day before we did - and we set about working out what we were going to do for the evening. We started out with a little trip to Harvard. Which actually turned into more like a little trip driving around and around and around Harvard looking for a parking spot. After much frustration from all of us and much "OH GOD I'M ON THE DRIVER'S SIDE BUT THERE'S NO PEDALS OR STEERING WHEEL AND I'M ON THE WRONG SIDE OF THE ROAD" from Paulie (HI PAULIE!), who was in the passenger seat, we found a spot.
It was almost dark, but we still wandered around and took some photos:
Eventually, hunger got the better of us, and we headed back to the car and off to Harvard Square for dinner. We ended up at a Mexican/Cajun restaurant. There was a dancing crawfish wearing a sombrero on the menus. Seriously. I decided that what I desperately needed to have for dinner was chiles rellenos. They were amazeballs, but holy HELL, you guys. Chiles rellenos is a LOT of cheese for one person to consume... I still feel slightly ill at the thought of how much cheese I consumed that night.
Next up, cold and flu tablets vs me: cold and flu tablets win, ice cream should always be served in tiny hats, and Lauren and I act like nerds. You know, just for a change.