What's to come.

It's down to the wire, and all Mike and I have planned for this weekend is Indian buffet lunch today and a friend's BBQ tonight. Tomorrow's a day trip somewhere, possibly the Cape, possibly Block Island. Sunday we're heading somewhere for an overnight trip (courtesy of Mike's dad's hotel points!). I fell asleep a couple times while Mike and I were trying to plan on the phone last night, so you can see how helpful I was during the process. I know wherever we end up, we'll have a blast. Anyone from New England have suggestions on where we should get away? Also, for the heck of it, some old-timey postcards. 

Daytrippin'

A couple months ago, Mike and I took a day trip up (over?) to Rockport, MA. He's lived in Western Mass for his entire life except for a brief stint in Rockport during middle school. It was a quick drive from Boston, and it felt like we'd traveled a little bit back in time. The busy summer season hadn't begun yet, so there weren't too many people to wade through as we explored Bearskin Neck (which I kept messing up and called Breakneck...) and the shops that were actually open. We ate at a little cafe (the cut off building in that first picture) before heading over to Halibut Point. One of my favorite parts about Massachusetts and New England in general is the range of experiences in such close proximity. I live in the city but quaint northeast towns such as Rockport are a quick drive away. 

Rockport's famous for Motif No.1, the red barn pictured above. It's featured in postcards, souvenirs, and beach condo paintings throughout the town. My favorite part were the boat name puns. This great view is courtesy of a little kitchen supply store's back porch. 

Mike and I walked around Rockport for a while and he showed me some of his old middle school stomping grounds like the park where he got hit in the face with a stick and lost his front tooth. After goofing off and reminiscing, we headed to Halibut Point. It's about a fifteen minute drive and it's well worth the trip. The reflections of the sky in the reservoir were breathtaking and there are so many spots to lie down and take in the view. And, you know, take pictures.

At Bearskin Neck.

Mike's taking some summer classes online for his Master's, and his most recent assignment was to create a newsletter telling the class about himself. One of my favorite quotes from it (I'm the resident proofreader) was, "While photography isn't really my thing, I love having goofy pictures taken of me." So, in case you didn't believe him.

I'm looking forward to more trips to the coastal towns in Massachusetts. I love the luxury of day trips, exploring without having to spring for a hotel or plane ticket. Hopefully next time we can bring our bikes and race around the reservoir.

What are some of your favorite local spots?