Longing and away on the cape
Ahh, so I spent a week away in-between jobs, I got to travel to the Cape and spend some time with my gf, her parents, and some other related parents. On the trip there, I stopped at a glorious Italian restaurant in the Northern Italian section in Boston, for my cheese-less pizza and pasta–the pizza they had a hard time with and didn’t end up giving it with any red sauce either. It was still excellent.
Ahh, the week away, I spent windsurfing, kayaking, swimming, playing on the beach, biking, cooking, and hanging out with the gf. I’ve never actually stayed with anyone’s parents like that on a trip, and it took some getting used to, although they were very nice and we pretty much did our own thing. I did get heat stroke/sun stroke a little bit, when it was excessively hot and we didn’t really have any shade. That didn’t feel good at all. I just needed to stay out of the sun and rest–it is still terribly hot in DC.
The thing I noticed more than anything else was that when I came back I missed the gf. This is a pretty rare feeling for me, I usually don’t miss anyone, and not like that…
