Summer 2015 was very eventful. Picking up where we left off, Portland Weekend was followed by Weekend at the Cape. Megan, Brian, Amie, Laura, Eric, Matt, and I all went along for the fun. Megan secured a home for us all to stay at in Mashpee and it was quite the relaxing time.
One evening, we had dinner at Liam Maguire’s Irish Pub, and walked around Falmouth. We felt like locals enjoying our night out on the town. Or maybe that was just me. Either way, we had a great evening. The rest of our time was spent at the beach. I was the only one who swam. Everyone insisted it was too cold, but I disagreed. It was a true testament to my love of swimming. There just really isn’t anything like swimming in the ocean. The drive back to Boston from the cape is never fun thanks to traffic. On the way home we stopped for ice cream, and it just so happened to be National Ice Cream Day, so that worked out rather well.
A few weeks later, for Labor Day Weekend, Joey and I met Misael for a trip to New York. We all were staying in Brooklyn, so we started our day off with Blue Bottle Coffee in Williamsburg. From there we walked over to The Meatball Shop. This is one of my favorite places to eat ever, and I try to visit one of their locations whenever I’m in NYC. Fortunately for me, Misael is just as obsessed with it as I am.After walking around the neighborhood a bit, we went over to the Brooklyn Botanic Garden, which is super relaxing and beautiful. From there we explored Manhattan, and ended the day with dinner at Seamore’s (which was started by one of the co-owners of The Meatball Shop. We’re loyalists). I wasn’t going to mention this because it’s rather unpleasant, but the update would feel incomplete if I left it out. That night, on our walk back from the subway, a rat ran into my foot. A RAT. RAN INTO MY FOOT. I guess that would come to no surprise to New Yorkers, but it was a first for me and I most certainly hope a last. The kicker is that I was singing Good Morning, Baltimore from Hairspray right before it happened, and the line I had just belted out was “the rats on the street all dance around my feet…” They heard me. That’s what I get for singing Broadway in the night in the streets of New York.The next morning, we met up with Dan for breakfast at The Grey Dog, then walked over to the Strand Book Store and hung out there for a bit. Dan and I have known each other since kindergarten, so it was nice to catch up. We walked over to Ost Cafe for an afternoon caffeine fix then walked across the Williamsburg Bridge to close out our trip. Our drive back to Boston mainly consisted of me singing along to Disney practically the whole way. Misael and Joey are so patient with me, haha.