My weekend was RAD

So, I'm pretty sure that all of my fellow Peace Corps Trainees are real jealous that I got to meet Chris, Katy, and Brette on Monday. They're all real sweet and it is a relief to know that these Internet friends of mine are actually real people and not weirdo stalkers! I'm real bummed that I didn't get a photo to document the event. I can't wait to meet up with them all again in Philadelphia in about 7 weeks, and I am especially excited to meet everyone else as well, since the first three all seem so rad. (um, I'm doing my best to bring back that word, please join me.)

I spent the weekend in Boston with my two best friends from Smith. We had a rockin' time. They are the greatest and I will miss them sooooo much when I'm away in The Big Zed. Against my better judgement, I went out Monday and screamed my head off on the marathon route. I wasn't going to let a little cold ruin my weekend! I had things to do and people to see and other people to meet! There was cheering to be done and vodka and grapefruit juice to be consumed! Nothing would keep me from the brand new H&M on Newbury (except the marathon route which was between the T stop and the shopping mecca). All day Tuesday I felt like the living dead. Come to find out I was plagued by the flu, and I am still recovering from my 101 temperature. I sincerely hope I did not infect my new Peace Corps friends (they'll be making me carry their water for months!).

The Boston Marathon was so much fun. I have so much admiration for those actually exerting the energy that makes the whole thing happen. I watched from the sidelines with friends, aquaintences and total strangers as we bonded over a barbeque and some cheap beer. I very much appreciated the commentary of my new friend Katy Weinberg: "On one hand, watching a marathon makes me want to take up running. On the other hand, it makes me want a snack."