Road trip, part I: Indianapolis

Well, I got back from the road trip on Sunday. Our flight from Denver was at 7AM, and I did not get home until 6 since I had to drive back from the Philly area. This week has been crazy busy with starting camp, and a GRE prep class at night. Needless to say, I'm exhasted. I am sifting through the 600 pictures I took on the trip, so it might take me awhile to sort through them.

But, to get started---
Lauren, Jess, and I left from Exton on Saturday night, heading to Columbus to stay the night. This portion of the trip was pretty uneventful apart from some random cats in the middle of the highway in Ohio.

Crossing into West Virginia (which is apparently "open for business") in our attempt to capture each state's sign. This mission failed after Indiana.


After getting a few hours of sleep, we were off to Indianapolis for the Grand Prix.


After taking the wrong exit into Indianapolis, we actually came across a nice park in downtown.


But, we had to leave the park, as the Grand Prix was calling.

And -try as I might, I cannot comprehend the appeal of watching cars drive fast around a circle. I was dumbfounded.

This was pretty much it for two hours:


Trying to feign some enthusiasm


After it was finally over, we came across these guys, who were much more entertaining than the actual Grand Prix. I should have asked them to explain to me the appeal.


Next blog: St. Louis

Road trip!

This week I am on a road trip with Lauren and Jess. We are making our way from Exton, PA to Denver. Right now, we are in St Louis. Lauren is updating her blog via text message, so make your way over there to see our trip so far.

Boston, part II

On Memorial Day, Allie, Sam, Laura, and I saw a game at Fenway against Cleveland. The tickets were a bit pricey, but well worth it!

It was a first place showdown. Sam reads up on the facts.


Before the game, there was a nice tribute to Trot Nixon, who played for 10 seasons with the Sox, and a standing ovation from the crowd during his first time at bat.


As the game was starting, a group of four people around my age (three guys and a girl) arrived to sit in the seats in front of us. We all knew immediately that they were trouble. The girl refused to sit on the end, and was whining and would not sit until her boyfriend let her sit in the middle. She then started bitching about how much she hated Boston and baseball. Two minutes after they sat down, it was time for another beer run, where the girl said that they owed her the next round because she had bought the first two rounds.

And they kept drinking.

And they kept being more annoying.

Short video evidence: Drunkenly trying to start a wave.


The guys were extremely, ear-piercingly loud, and the guy in front of them nicely asked them to quiet down. They nicely said sure--and then for the rest of the game shouted into his ear. Nice.

In the beginning, the couple were oh so in love. They were making out, and just being generally obnoxious.

Look at that look of love, admiring her idiot boyfriend- before the drama went down.


But, as the night wore on, the making out became more sporadic, and the boyfriend's true colors really shined through. He started being really drunkenly mean to her, and slurring his speech. This resulted in her crying and demanding that they get up so she could leave. She did not come back for the remainder of the game. As we left the game, we saw them on the sidewalk outside of the park, so I assume they are okay. I'm sure they are making out right now.

Anyways, the rest of the game was great. Kevin Youkilis hit an inside the park home-run! And the Sox won!

Sweet Caroline during the 8th.








During the game, a guy behind us said to his friend "There is only one thing better than going to a game at Fenway- Going to a Fenway game and the Sox winning." Indeed.

More info

A couple months ago, I wrote that I was planning on pursuing Occupational Therapy. Today's New York Times has an article discussing the pediatric sensory integration area of OT, which I will be working in this summer. It is a somewhat lengthy article, but pretty interesting, and gives more detail on what I (think) I am intersted in doing.

Boston, part I

Last week, I went to Boston. I visited Allie for her birthday, saw the Bossman, Heather, the Edward Hopper exhibit at the MFA, and best of all, went to a Red Sox game!

Some highlights:

Celebrating Allie's 25th with a birthday cake decorated with icing adorned Pocky.


Orchard House in Concord, MA, where Louisa May Alcott lived.


Being "little women" in front of the house.



On Memorial Day, before the Sox game, we went out on a boat, with Allie's friend Erin's family and friends from Lesley into Boston Harbor.












Stay tuned--next blog: Fenway!