Jul 4 2010

To go away on a summer’s day, never seemed so clear.

Awesome stop sign in Woods Hole.

Stop Hamma' Time

Cape Cod was tons of fun! We ended up only staying one night, because Adam’s parents were coming to visit the next day (surprising us and Adam,) but it was still a great couple of days. Jess and I arrived in Woods Hole with some time to spare before Adam’s seal show, so we checked out the aquarium and were given a private tour, (which made the other aquarium visitors kind of jealous.) Jess and I spent some time bumming around Woods Hole, venturing to the Visitor’s Center/Gift Shop, where we pretended to be scientists and enjoyed views of the water.

"Do you want to touch him? He's endangered."

"Do you want to touch him? He's endangered."

The aquarium has star fish, but do they have a star blogger?

The aquarium has star fish, but do they have a star blogger?

Future Scientist

Future Scientist

We got back to the aquarium, and Adam, along with another intern, did their seal show- the seals (Bumper, who is blind and LuSeal) jumped through hoops, fetched rings, and did other cool stuff to be rewarded with fish. Jess and I once again got the V.I.P. treatment and got to stand in the area between the general population and the seal trainers. Many children asked their parents why they couldn’t stand where we were standing.

Adam doing his thing, with the help of LuSeal.

Adam doing his thing, with the help of LuSeal.

His summer job seems a little more fun than mine: answering phones and filing..

His summer job seems a little more fun than mine: answering phones and filing..

After the seal show, Jess and I waited for Adam, who had to do something fish related. So we decided to wander around the aquarium, which was quickly becoming abandoned. Naturally, we decided to pretend that we were in a horror movie, potentially titled, “Escape from the Haunted Aquarium,” or something like that. We finally met back up with Adam, and followed him back to where he was staying in Falmouth.

Home away from home

Home away from home

Adam made us a great dinner- seafood, of course and dessert was provided by CupCapes of Falmouth. Red Velvet won my heart. Looking for something to do, we decided to do some night time beaching, and drove about 5 minutes (in Adam’s Prius. That’s right. His Prius) just in time to catch the sun setting and the moon rising.

Former mentor/mentee love.

Former mentor/mentee love.

Really, just asking to be sat in. Quickly. Before the owners noticed.

Really, just asking to be sat in. Quickly. Before the owners noticed.

We headed back to Adam’s and watched (500) Days of Summer before passing out with exhaustion. We live such thrilling lives.  =)

Jess and I, looking for something to do the next day, after being exiled from the house (real family trumps Admissions family, I guess) decided to go to Hell Island Martha’s Vineyard. We had both been when much younger, so we though it’d be fun. We were wrong. Horribly, horribly wrong. Okay, I’m exadurrating a little. But only a little.

It took forever to find parking. Free parking that is. $25 for the day was a little ridiculous. And we didn’t really want to bring the car on the ferry. So after the hike to the ferry, we boarded and set sail for the Deathyard. It’s kind of like the Florida of the Northeast- lots of retirees and small children, but without Disney World. I hope the Cape Cod Tourism Council isn’t reading this. After spending some time wandering through the many lanes of painted houses in Oak Bluth’s, we went into town to find that we were not the target demographic for any of the cute shops. I’m not as fond of ecclectic jewlery, antique furniture, and patterned sweaters as some, I guess.

Pretty Fantastic.

Pretty Fantastic.

We decided to leave on the next possible ferry, which did not come soon enough. Okay, it really wasn’t that bad.

Awesome Lobster hatted kid on the dock.

Awesome Lobster hatted kid on the dock.

But, it was a relief to be back in Woods Hole. There, we stumbled upon Pie in the Sky (awesome key lime pie and iced coffee.)

Heavenly.

Heavenly, plain and simple.

After too much pie and ice cream, Jess and I were spent. So, we decided to head back to Bristol.

Tomorrow, is the Bristol 4th of July Parade. Even though I am a native Rhode Islander, I have never been. Since I’ve adpoted Bristol as my new home, it seems like a better time than ever to go to the Parade. Can’t wait to go, and can’t wait to put up pictures of the festivities.

What have you been up to this summer? Gone anywhere exotic? Send me all the deets.

-Tom

That's what she said. (Really, could not help myself.)

That's what she said. (Really, could not help myself.)


Jun 23 2010

Home is where ever I’m with you.

Hey all,

Guess who’s back? Your favorite RWU Freshman Sophomore Blogger, obviously. Let me start off by saying, London and Paris were amazing. The weather could not have been more amazing. Sunny and in the low 70’s daily- perfect days. In the mornings, we would have class, where we would discuss the daily readings and our previous day’s experiences in the cities. Our professors would then lead us through the cities, stopping at various points throughout to point out cultural or historical significant streets, buildings, or empty spaces where buildings used to be.

Afternoons and evenings were totally ours- spent going to theatres, restaurants, cafes, museums (which are free in London!), and parks. This loose schedule allowed for me to make the most of my experience in Europe. The England, I had time to see a play every night- including Macbeth at Shakespeare’s Globe and an amazing production of The Crucible at Regent’s Park Open Air Theatre (which I actually had to sneak into, because I arrived a little late, but that’ll be our little secret.) In France, I was able to take a side trip to Versailles, move through the Louvre at my own leisurely pace,  and spend hours sitting on a cafe terrace, drinking coffee and soaking in Paris as the Parisians do.

Platform 9 3/4 at Kings Cross Station

Platform 9 3/4 at Kings Cross Station


I saw the real Rosetta Stone, but touched this fake one.

I saw the real Rosetta Stone, but touched this fake one.

On the Millennium Bridge (3 guesses as to when it was built)

On the Millennium Bridge (3 guesses as to when it was built)

Mona Lisa

Mona Lisa

On top of the Eiffel Tower

On top of the Eiffel Tower

Paris, je t'aime.

Paris, je t'aime.

Now that I’m back, and my paper for my class is finished, my summer can really start. Not really. Monday, I start my production of a hipster/indie rocker As You Like It with middle schoolers in the mornings and assisting with a medieval, Celtic A Midsummer Night’s Dream (think Braveheart, but with MAGIC) in the afternoons.

5 weeks later, in August, I’ll be back at RWU Admissions full time, working in the Office and giving tours. And before I know it, school will be in session again. I’m actually looking forward to it, because it means seeing all my great friends again.

I’ll be visiting sophomore class president and current tour guide extraordinaire, Adam Semple in Cape Cod with RWU alumna and former tour guide extraordinaire, Jessica Sultaire. Adam has an internship at the Woods Hole Aquarium training seals or something similarly awesome. Can’t wait for my Vampire Weekend weekend.

Hope your summer is going well,

Tom

This entry’s shout outs:

  • My office mom, Kristina
  • My bosses, Amanda and Jess
  • C. Ramen Rosen