Alright, the Great Eastern American Vacation of America has ended. I can now write up this summary of the past two weeks.
Monday of last week arrived, and I looked around and thought, "Man, I am a free man. I don't have to write anything today." So I didn't. Monday this week arrived and I still hadn't changed, which is why you are receiving this a full 16 days after you were last supposed to hear from me.
First, quick movie reviews.
The new Jurassic World was a little dumb, but still an entertaining movie. It felt like it was set in the same universe as the others, but a totally different storyline that had nothing to do with any of them. Borat Subsequent Moviefilm was funny, but definitely not for everyone. If you are easily offended, do not watch this movie. The same was true of The Interview.
I found out that Christopher Nolan's film adaptation of The Odyssey comes out on my birthday next year, which I am very excited for. I love The Odyssey, even though I definitely did not read it when it was assigned in my Greek and Roman Literature class. Fun bit of lore for a Kahoot about me: I didn't read any of the books assigned in that class. Yes, I still got an A. This is after being told my entire career that a teacher knows when you BS an essay. I have yet to be caught. They are unaware that they kneel at my throne built upon their lies. Anyways, I can't wait.
Speaking of birthdays, I turned 20 in the middle of July. Hooray. One more year until I can drink all the alcohol in the whole world. Just kidding.
Okay, now to the good stuff. I went on Vacation, with a capital V (mostly because I typed it on accident but then I realized it made a good rhetorical point). You already heard about Florida, so I'll skip to Connecticut. Right after we got home from Florida, I packed my bags and promptly went to a pool party (without the bags). In the morning, I went to the Salt Lake Airport with my family, who left me to go through security while I waited to see a couple of my close friends that happened to be at their airport for a mission homecoming. I got to welcome my buddy Clark Barry back from Aussieland and see the legendary Tyler Blevins, Timothy Scott, and Ty Bybee while waiting for him. It was dope.
I then flew 8 hours across the country (again) to Connecticut. We stayed there for a few days and then went north to Killington, Vermont. The drive was very pretty; there are a lot more trees in the Northeast than there are in the desert. We arrived at the location of our family reunion, only to discover that they hadn't sent us the keycode and nobody had cell service. Sawyer and I checked all the doors to no avail. I was halfway through a very slowly loading video tutorial on getting through a push button key container when Sawyer found an open ground floor window. At the same moment, someone pulled up to open the door for us. Womp. Heroism is dead.
The reunion was fun. There were lots of kids running around and screaming, but what else do you expect? We tubed a river, but some parts were too shallow so we had to get out and walk. It was also the slowest river I'd ever been on and I got very sunburned, but it was fun.
After the reunion, we took the train up to Old Orchard Beach, Maine. Apparently it is THE Montrealais party spot, so a bunch of people there spoke French! I was not one of them. The town part was nice; the pier felt kind of trashy but that was okay. Also, the beach was so crowded during the day. It looked exactly like they do in the movies where you can hardly see the sand, and it went on for miles and miles. It was crazy. Once the sun set, it cleared out and everyone went to get drunk at the pier. We stumbled upon the town's "Illumination Day", which consisted of their community band/orchestra, strawberry shortcake sales, and 7 paper lanterns that were underwhelming lit at the end of a countdown. The neighborhood was picturesque.
Old Orchard Beach had, by far, the best souvenir/vacation drip I had ever seen in my entire life. The best part? It wasn't a rip off. The items were fairly priced and weren't just cheap things either. I got a lit sweatshirt. It was my dream. Everything had a sailing coastal aesthetic and was made of very pleasant fabrics. I am a fabric freak. If it's made of bad fabric, it's not for me.
Post-Maine, we took the train back to Massachusetts to pick up our car and drive it back to Connecticut. We stopped at my aunt's house for a minute so that my family could see it (I was there in November), and then drove back to CT. We spent the next couple days sitting around, and that brings us to today. I am now packing up and getting ready to fly home. Hopefully a raise awaits me at work. Somehow I doubt it. Apparently things are complicated with me getting paid fairly. Wish me luck or something.
Anyways, there's the end of the chronicles for today. I feel like there was something else I was gonna write about, but I don't remember.
Goodbye,
Will
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