Satyrday and Sunday
Aug. 12th, 2003 11:04 pmBefore I forget again, I've managed to get financial aid and will definitely be going back to school full-time in two weeks. So, go me.
Also, you know how schoolbuses all have numbers on them? Driving past Jefferson on the way to B&N this afternoon I passed bus 1337. Very amusing.
Satyrday, a day of walking. Started off with a trail whose name escapes me, but was under trees and pleasantly shaded. No giant squirrels, but a bird-of-prey in silhouette that might have been a bald eagle, and a grapevine that was actually bearing fruit, although not yet ripe of course. Also the requisite metric ton of seagulls, and occasional cool twisted trees.
Then lunch at a sandwich place, and then to the beach! Pleasantly cloudy again, so sunscreen was not required. Walked along, picking at shells and laughing at sandpipers who didn't want to get their feet wet. The trees were actually on dry land this time. Played in the butt-cold water for about half an hour or so. Much fun. Then home to shower, followed by hanging out with interns for awhile.
Here I must pause to describe the interns. Two of them (Melanie the hyper and Theresa who lives on Warren Street) packed up and left early Satyrday morning, alas. So we were left with:
Brian, a guy described as 'sketchy' who I glimpsed once on Friday night
Emily, who K knew from last year and who seemed pretty cool
Eric, whose name is not Will no matter how much I may think it is
Laurel, who was about to get a permanent position on the refuge
And Kirk, who was just a trip and a half.
The remainder of the evening consisted of lounging around, getting pizza, lounging around, and watching Bad Boys II (a more overdone waste of celluloid I have not seen in ages). Much of this time also consisted of listening to the interns (especially Kirk) laugh, loudly and infectiously, often at the expense of the absent Brian. Much fun indeed.
Sunday I woke up and chanced to see a giant squirrel outside. They really are about twice as big as normal squirrels, but their legs aren't really any longer-- just thicker. Kind of scary. After saying goodbye to everyone we walked the Marsh Trail and saw various birds and one gorgeous red-and-black velvet ant, and got sandwiches and tasty ice cream, and headed home. The end.
Also, you know how schoolbuses all have numbers on them? Driving past Jefferson on the way to B&N this afternoon I passed bus 1337. Very amusing.
Satyrday, a day of walking. Started off with a trail whose name escapes me, but was under trees and pleasantly shaded. No giant squirrels, but a bird-of-prey in silhouette that might have been a bald eagle, and a grapevine that was actually bearing fruit, although not yet ripe of course. Also the requisite metric ton of seagulls, and occasional cool twisted trees.
Then lunch at a sandwich place, and then to the beach! Pleasantly cloudy again, so sunscreen was not required. Walked along, picking at shells and laughing at sandpipers who didn't want to get their feet wet. The trees were actually on dry land this time. Played in the butt-cold water for about half an hour or so. Much fun. Then home to shower, followed by hanging out with interns for awhile.
Here I must pause to describe the interns. Two of them (Melanie the hyper and Theresa who lives on Warren Street) packed up and left early Satyrday morning, alas. So we were left with:
The remainder of the evening consisted of lounging around, getting pizza, lounging around, and watching Bad Boys II (a more overdone waste of celluloid I have not seen in ages). Much of this time also consisted of listening to the interns (especially Kirk) laugh, loudly and infectiously, often at the expense of the absent Brian. Much fun indeed.
Sunday I woke up and chanced to see a giant squirrel outside. They really are about twice as big as normal squirrels, but their legs aren't really any longer-- just thicker. Kind of scary. After saying goodbye to everyone we walked the Marsh Trail and saw various birds and one gorgeous red-and-black velvet ant, and got sandwiches and tasty ice cream, and headed home. The end.