My Beefs (and loves) about vacation.
- Coming back to work. We flew back on the 10a shuttle out of Boston (we were originally booked on the 11a) and got home to drop off bags so I could change before heading into work…going into work? Not so easy.
- Not having luggage with wheels. Long ago, right before I started my internship in DC, I bought myself a huge ass fucking suitcase. It is now, what I call too big. It’s good for when I go home for long periods of time, but boyfriend and I don’t usually make trips longer than 4-5 days. So I bought myself a super cute Vera Bradley Large duffle a couple years ago after moving down post-graduation. Unfortunately, super cute duffles? Don’t have wheels. This makes life unpleasant when you live five blocks from the metro.
- Early morning flights. I generally don’t do early morning flights. By early morning? I mean anything before 10am. Mostly because 45 minutes for travel time, plus getting there early (i usually do 90-120 minutes before scheduled departure) means I generally leave two-three hours before my flight. Friday that meant being up at 5:30 to leave the apartment by 6:30 to get there by 7:30 for an 8:30 flight. Since we went to see Augustana and didn’t get home till 11pm and packing didn’t commence till 11:30pm, we didn’t get to bed till about 1:30am. Traveling on four hours of sleep? Not so fun.
- Spending too much money. Food, drinks, my favorite clothing tax free state…make me not so happy with my bank account right now. I don’t think i need to say anymore.
- Shopping by myself on Friday and realizing that certain places hadn’t been visited since I was last there with the ex in 2006. It stung a little bit, mostly because I get stupidly emotional at sentimental shit like that, but I got over it real quick when I saw the cutest jacket at Ann Taylor Loft for $40. Love me some madras print!!
- Getting that sick feeling in your gut when you fear you might run into people you don’t want to.
- Going back to your old favorite college bar, walking in and seeing five people you know but knowing by the time you get to the OHE-DF that you are far too old for this crap and need to get out of there before you get suffocated by sex-fiending college students.
- Friends who have HORRID taste in bars. Seriously? Allston bars are the BANE of my existence.
- Sailing, while incredibly fun, should be done with sunscreen. The type that lathers on not the spray on because then? You won’t get splotchy sunburns….and also? Don’t forget your face.
However, while those are a few of the downsides of my trip, there were far many more….
+ Dinner at my favorite restaurant on Boylston with one of my favorite gal pals L on Friday night.. i freaking love Cactus Club margaritas!
+ Reminiscing with the boys downstairs in Pour House over beers and laughter.
+ A wedding shower with another close gal pal J who is going to make such a fabulous bride – I can’t wait for her wedding at the end of next month!
+ Seeing L and G and talking shit because guess what, I don’t really have anyone to talk shit with down here in DC. It was nice being a catty bitch for a little bit with people who appreciate what I’m saying.
+ Giant beer mugs at Pour House. OHHHH YEEAHHHHH!!! <3 super mugs.
+ Being a fat ass with PBM and getting not one but TWO slices of jumbo slice from TWO different places (Lil Stevies and Cappy’s) and then going to last call at OHE and seeing DJ Jerry. Who doesn’t love the fire?? Too bad the df was crowded and hot and holy crap how did i do that for three years?? Too bad I love, love lovedddd every minute of it at the time, which when push comes to shove, is what matters most.
+ NH Liquor runs…who doesn’t love tax free booze?!
+ Dinners in the North End, fun irish bars with awesome people like Juliezilla (why didn’t we ever hang out in college???), even funner empty bars with your best gal pal taking kamikaze shots is just…awesome. Even if i paid for it most of the day monday.
+ Newbury Street…how I missed you.
+ Sharing all my favorite things about this city with boyfriend. Not thinking about the past, not thinking about the memories, made for a fabulous weekend with fabulous friends and a fabulous boyfriend that makes me happy. I couldn’t have spent my vacation in a better way.
+ Sailing off Salem, getting some sun, and some sea breeze in my hair. Ending the day with a nice glass of wine with a bbq and great conversation with friends.
Highest point: Dim Sum and shopping on Newbury with boyfriend. It was just us and we just enjoyed the weather and the city 
Lowest point: Having to pull over twice on the way to Salem so I could be sick, getting sick twice before even leaving the house, getting lost getting out of the city and fighting about it..it was just a bad scene. Kamikaze shots are the devil.
As you can tell, the weekend was fabulous…thanks to the fabulous gals that guest posted for me over the weekend, if you haven’t checked them out yet…check out Lexi, Jenn, Megan and Lacey‘s posts. All these gals were fabulous and I am ever so appreciative of their mad blogging skillz. Stay tuned to find out who’s guest blogging this upcoming weekend when ROUND TWO of the vacation begins – we fly out Thursday afternoon for CT and come back Sunday evening. Oy. So right now? I’m enjoying a sleepy puppy who has been at her crateless boarding kennel playing with some 75-100 dogs over the course of the past four days. She’s happy but she stinks…but we can’t give her a bath because she’s going back there Thursday. You heard me….two days from now. Oy.
Anyhow freaders, what did you love and or hate about your memorial day weekend????
