Every time I get out of the city I get so happy, especially when I get to bring friends. A couple times a year I grab a couple couples and head up to my parents place upstate. We drink, eat (both in equally large quantities) and play around in the grass and refreshingly clear pond water. It’s the exact opposite of the New York hustle and bustle; which only makes me appreciate the availability of both even more.
We did the following:
- and laid on a roof and watched the beginning of the Perseid meteor shower.
It was pretty magical, and not just because we were completely blotto and being completely blotto makes everything magical, because that’s just not true. Try taking a walk in the woods while drunk, nothing magical about that at all.
We were all kinds of giggles and I’d share some of the inside jokes with you, but they really wouldn’t make any sense.