Yesterday I regressed into tourist mode. At a party last week I befriended a Chicago native, who promised me a fun day out in Chicago, on him, because I am an impoverished intern and he has a great new job… and apparently Chicago has a lot to see. He basically took on the role of Ambassador to the City, and his first job was to … Continue reading Tourist Trapping
It was late July and the mercury had been pushing thirty all afternoon. I’m guessing this, of course, as I haven’t laid eyes on an actual thermometer all year… but my Blackberry was telling me that it was, in fact, a stonker of a summer’s day, and even if there’d been a technological blackout, the masses of people lounging semi-naked along the banks of the … Continue reading Girl on Top (of the city)
Hangover pretty much gone after a morning of idyllic lounging at the house (And more pancakes. Pancakes can sort out anything) , it was time to head out down to the Yacht Club where Colleen’s dad keeps his boat. I’m pretty excited. You know (If you’ve read my other posts) how much I love good boat! We did all of the pre-trip checks (I don’t … Continue reading A Spot of Boating
Fed, rested and showered, it is time to venture out into Boston for one last evening excursion. I have to be up at 05:30 tomorrow to catch a train to the airport, so we’ll keep this one well-mannered, and there is nothing, in my book, more well-mannered than tea. Ok, admitedly, the history of tea in Boston is less somewhat polite than the jam-and-scone affairs … Continue reading Destruction of the Tea
Upon telling them I was going to go Baltimore, the reaction of most people was somewhere along the lines of “why would you want to do that?”, “oh, you’re brave” or “My uncle Jimmy went down there in ’86 and we ain’t seen him since”. The general consensus seemed to be that Baltimore was the place where the gun slingers gathered to hone their drive-by … Continue reading Good Evening Baltimore
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