laments
i hate when i don’t write on vacations. i wish i’d journal and journal and journal, but then i haven’t even taken the time to spend any time just with myself and when i did it turned out a disaster. i feel bad tonight because there was a drama on the high seas when bearman found out who slept were last night. which is okay, you know. i don’t really mind who sleeps in my room but i guess joe was somewhat weird about it just because of who it is. and i’ll be honest, waking up near someone you never meant to wake up with the first time is a little jarring. but i don’t know. bearman sorta flipped out and played the concerned dad-figure card. i guess…. i just feel really bad about it now.
the trip has been going really well though, as far as large group trips go. i’m poor. and stuck with a large group of people whose company i really enjoy so i don’t really see things as being all that bad. boston was great. we walked a third of the freedom trail and went to lexington, concord and plymouth. boston and massachussetts in general is so beautiful. i love it there. i think i could move there in a heartbeat, especially now that i’ve seen new york. new york was nice but there are so many people and too much noise and not enough wonderful things like stars and silence and grass. i didn’t think anyone could actually miss grass, but it turns out that it’s a definite possibility. it also smells, but not really in a bad way except at night in chinatown. i think we all decided that new york seems to lack a real heart or identity. i mean, it’s all pieces of all things which are “new york” but it’s not like there’s this little identifiable soul. i’d like to go back a lot and see some of the things i didn’t get a chance to see. hopefully then i can visit some of the suburbs more. i’m sure they’ve got heart. it’s just so big. i don’t know how it can be tied all together. it’s like a microcosm of america, but much louder and with much greater population density. oi.
i got to go yankee stadium!! and the yankees beat the royals! plus, it was a fucking awesomely good game. and mariano rivera pitched the ninth inning. it was so cool to get to cheer for him walking out of the bullpen in yankee stadium. and it was sweet to be surrounded by a majority of yankee fans for the first time in my life. in general. i think new york was good in this way. also, though, yankee stadium just blew me away. i had such an amazing, amazing time. that morning we walked to st. patrick’s cathedral which is the catholic church that the kennedy’s go to when they’re in town for mass. oh, oh, oh. what an amazing cathedral! it was so beautifully brilliant. apparently it’s the largest church in the united states. i’d believe it. it seats like 2400 people.
philadelphia has mostly been a nice break. i’ve been enjoying all of the sights that we’ve seen. and there is a lot of good revolutionary history. we went to see gordon wood who is basically the primary author on revolutionary america speak at that national constitution center.
tomorrow i go to dc. hopefully sometime i’ll get around to blogging about the statue of liberty and ellis island soon. oh and the lazer light tour of philly. oh man. this is why private industry should always always do history. haha. what a joke.