Online Relationships, Anthropomorphic Oceans
Boston was lots of fun. We were only there for one day (because there’s so much we want to do in this year in New England that we can’t pace ourselves!), but I think it was a good start. As I’ve
complained aboutmentioned before, the Consort and the girls are really into World of Warcraft. Two people the three of them adventure with are a married couple living in the Boston area. The Consort had suggested to them that we should get together at some point.
First, he suggested we get together to do a hike at Mt. Monadnock (the 2nd most climbed mountain IN THE WORLD! [the implication here is that this isn’t some secluded spot ideal for nefarious hijackings]). That was met with silence and trepidation. Because, you know, we could be one of those (not often spoken about but surely real) serial-killing families. (They didn’t come out and say this, but I can read between the lines as well as the next person.) They countered with a visit to Boston (where they could escape from us by running into the crowds on the street, you see). So we agreed.
It was a great decision. They have a friend who is a Boston tour guide, and she offered to give us a private tour of the city’s Revolutionary War sites. Even the Consort and I learned something on this tour, believe it or not. Saturday was quite a success, indeed. All 6 of us went to Harvard Square in the late afternoon, and we took our (now pretty sure we aren’t murderers) friends to dinner at an Indian Restaurant. They they took us to a fancy desserterie to finish the day. I think they trust us now. Which is good, because they are fun folks to hang out with.
Sunday morning we visited local farms with the Consort’s younger sister and her family, who live in southern NH (did I mention we were staying with them over the weekend?). In the afternoon, we four drove 30 minutes to the NH coastline and spent the afternoon at the beach. New England water being what it is ( = melted ice cube cold), only Trixie went in. That was fine. We walked along the water line, then sat on beach towels, enjoying the sand and sun. At one point, the Consort took a wee nap. I had the camera in my pocket, but moved it onto the blanket so that if I had to jump in the water at a moment’s notice (Trixie was playing further and further out in the surf, and I didn’t want to miss a chance to save her because I was worried about ruining my digital camera), I could. Twenty minutes later, as we were preparing to take a walk to the boardwalk for a snack of caramel corn or fried dough (don’t ask), a rogue wave slammed into us, got our shoes and towels wet, and killed my camera (it’s ours, really, but I’m the only one who uses it). AAAAAAARRRRRRGHGHGHGH!
This ocean really doesn’t like our cameras. This very same ocean killed our previous digicam 4 years ago. Rickin frickin sea.
We didn’t let it get us down, and still had a good time at the beach. After a quick shower at the younger SIL’s house, the Consort and I left the girls there (they’re coming back on Tuesday) and we drove back to the Upper Valley.
But not before we had supper at a little vegan restaurant we had noticed on the way to the little cousins’ house: Susty’s Cafe, serving Radical Vegal Fare. Was it tasty? Yes! Was it cool? Absolutely! They even have a small solar panel to power the lights that shine on their sign. (I would have taken a picture, but, that damn ocean, don’t you know).
KathyF (and anybody else, you don’t have to be vegan to appreciate the food there, you know): If you happen to be near Northwood outside of Concord, NH, check out Susty’s. It’s definitely worth it.
So, this weekends lessons were: it’s OK to get together with strangers you meet on the internet, Boston is a cool city with tasty food, little cousins are just as cute as older versions, hip vegan restaurants can make it in places other than ultra-urban chic spots, and nobody needs pictures of family frolicking in the ocean. It’s just not worth it.