Oh Boston, You Tease Me With Your Distance

With so many days behind us, I am constantly reminded of how many days we still have ahead of us.  I know what you must be thinking, “Connecticut is such a small and wimpy state, how could it possible have any power over your indomitable will?”  The answer is remarkably simple…our final test is to walk the longest possible distance through the state; the Southwest corner to the Northeast corner.

With this new revelation of distance comes some sad news.  Rhode Island will no longer be on our journey through New England.  My psychic abilities our telling me your thoughts, “But Rhode Island is just around the corner.  If you travel straight east and then straight north you’ll get to Boston and be able to go through Rhode Island.”  I thought the same thing too.  However, contrary to my previously held beliefs about distances and maps, our certified Math genius Rebecca informed me about an ancient legend that involves some guy name Pythagorean and how diagonals are shorter than the sum of two sides.  Therefore, we’re cutting through the middle of the state like a Miracle Blade through a ripe tomato.
Wait, what’s that reader?  I’m getting something…oh you want to hear about some of our adventures.  Well, here’s a fun one.  As we creeped in on the Connecticut boarder a few nights ago, we found ourselves in quite the predicament.  With the sun setting at a record speed we scrambled to find shelter.  Unfortunately, no one was really interested in what we were doing and, because of our offensive smell, it was difficult getting within an ear-shot of people in order to explain our situation.  So with little options and tired feet we did what any sensible college students would do, we grabbed some Buffalo Wild Wings and went to a 10:30 showing of “Wanted.” (We collectively agree that is it a good movie).  Long story short, we got out of the movie at 12:30 am, walked over the Connecticut border and found a hotel at 2:30 am. (Sorry, that was kind of anti-climatic). Thanks Connecticut for street lights and sidewalks.

As I hit the rewind button on my memory, I wonder if you would like to hear about NYC.  I telepathically understand that you do.  Well, NYC was good to us.  Some great people (that we met through Kate) took us in and allowed us to invade their space for a few nights as we toured the city.  Julie, Andrea, and Molly all currently work in NYC and live in Uptown Manhattan.  Utilizing their space as an operational headquarters (kind of like the Bat-Cave) we ventured NYC just like Sara Jessica Parker.  Kate and Rececca did a little shopping, I visited with some old friends (I love Jonathan and Will), and we all played the day away in Central Park.  At the end of it all, we left NYC feeling a little lighter on our feet (mostly because the city sucked so much money out of us…$4 for a bowl of Frosted Flakes? Really?)

To close, I would like to add this – we love you all.  This trip has been amazing for all of us physically, emotionally, and spiritually.  While we are closing in on the end, we recognize that we’re not there yet and there is plenty of time left for more crazy adventures.   Please continue to keep us in your thoughts and prayers as we continue our journey to Boston and back home.  While Connecticut toys with our emotions because of its deceiving length, our spirits our lifted up by those who reside here.  In fact, this current entry is being typed in the kitchen and on the computer of our gracious host Andrew, Terri, and Jesse.

Thanks

theWalkers