Day 17 - Tuesday, May 26th - Once again flew to London and from there to JFK in NY. I believe we arrived around 11pm, and since it was then about 5am back where we had just come from, we were good and ready to pass the fuck out.
Day 18 - Wednesday, May 27th - Kerri had work at 10am, she wasn't excited about that. I took my time getting up and then rented a car and drove six hours up to Rochester NY. There I met up with my grandfather, in the house my dad grew up in.
Day 19 - Thursday, May 28th - During the day my uncle Patrick and cousin Tim came by to see me. Tim just graduated university and wants to find a job in California. I might go on a roadtrip with him from Rochester to here this summer. It's funny how you can barely know someone but because they're your cousin it's like you're automatically best friends.
It just so happened that other members of the family were already planning on going out to dinner that evening to celebrate my cousin Alex being accepted to a PhD programme at U of Rochester (I forget what in), so that evening we went out to a nice restaurant and my aunt & uncle Kim & Anne, and their children my cousins Alex and George were in attendance. George currently attends university and I think is studying international relations or some such shenanigans.
Day 20 - Friday, May 29th- I return to Brooklyn, taking a detour at Scranton Pennsylvania so as to not be following the exact same route I came on, and put myself on smaller roads for a bit. Most of upstate New York and Pennsylvania was beautiful green rolling hills. New Jersey, especially closer to NY City, was a bit less picturesque.
Also the rental car was outfitted with Sirius satellite radio, so that was nice. I noticed that, for the most part, on the journey there and back, there were only a few bands I heard twice, while the rest was pretty much all different bands, BUT, they played Elvis Costello no less than a dozen times. It was rather peculiar.
That evening
boxsofrain came over again and we were all going to go hit the bars. After much lollygagging and prepartying, shortly after Kerri announced that she was fully ready, she suddenly got a horrible stomach ache. ): She went to lay down for a bit but didn't recover until the next morning, so the mission was scrubbed.
Day 21 - Saturday, May 30th - Kerri and I spent the day in the Metropolitan Museum of Art. Managed I think to see maybe 75% of it. Here's a trippy photo of a camel statue for you.
That evening Kerri and I ended up just hanging out and watching episodes of things on hulu.com.
Day 22 - Sunday, May 31st - Two hour journey again back to La Guardia airport to catch a 3pm flight. Hour layover in Minneapolis, where I observed that the airport there is like a mall, except everything is twice as expensive.
Flight from there to Orange County I sat next to a nice older couple who it turns out could speak Swedish, so we had a short interchange in Swedish just for the heck of it, despite both being fluent in English.
And then I arrived home. The end.
Picture of the Day

An awesome camel statue at the Met
(I happen to like the blurry effect)
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Date: 2009-06-21 08:51 pm (UTC)