Ramblin On

Well, I can officially declare victory over the blogosphere...post #2...yippeeee!  As I write I am lying with Bailey and Stewart in a very male (despite the reported one gal roommate) apartment in New Haven, CT...I'll give y'all a visual: family guy poster, about fifty empty Heineken mini-kegs, and some rather unsavory bathroom reading.  We are, though, quite the grateful drifters that these studious young Yale folk have taken in we aimless wanderers.

We left NYC this morning bright and early after a great weekend visiting our long lost friends.  Gotta love NYC, so much hustle and bustle and trendy young hipsters.  We headed up to Kent, CT, home of the Kent School, Bailey's (almost) alma mater.  It was gorgemosa...the trees up thar are just a-blaze in fall foliage style.  We had lunch at a wee tavern there called the Fife and Drum, whereupon Stewart decided it would be wise to not only take his delicious coleslaw to go but then to careen around some hair pin turns, sending it flying, mayonaise, cabbage, and all, across the car and into my hair and lap...yummmmmmmyyyy...

After Kent we headed south to Fairfield (seriously, CT is amazing...it takes mere hours to cross the entire state, unlike the Blue Ridge Mountains, which are deceptively large for map novices), probably one of the cutest towns in the world.  Bails rekindled the flame with her old college roomie, Stina.

After Fairfield it was on to New Haven...as part of Mission Freedom (aka, Save Stewie) we forced to Stewart to let us impose on his old high school friend...he is slowly but surely learning how to follow his bliss and lovin' it...either that or about to run far far away from the likes of us, not too sure about that...sooooo the high school friend (Davis) put us up in his friends' apartment, from whence I writeth.

New England is glorious (much like Blue)...there is some serious lush verdure foliage (miss ya Mayzaaa)...tomorrow we're off bright and early (we are catchin' serious worms up in these here parts) to Boston via Providence...ahh the glories of being able to reach a whole new town in mere hours!  

PS- I saw the picture above in a coffee table book (my fav form of literature) last nite and am in fear that we increasingly resemble this man...the photo (Avedon) is called "Drifter"...