Anything Could Happen

I ventured out today to do some exploring of Rhode Island with no real plan except to make it to a brewery tour at 3pm in Westerly. As I set off from Connecticut, I followed to signs to the beach with the intention of taking some pictures and reading either on a bench or in my car, with the cool breeze blowing through. (Side note: I finished my book last night and now I can't decide if I should finish one of the other three I'm in the middle of, or start another one! What are you reading??)

The beach plan didn't work out, though. As I drove down the street that was leading straight to the water, I hit an intersection being manned by cops who were forcing everyone to turn either right or left. I had an awesomely awkward moment of telling the policewoman that I didn't know where I was (Hello, Virginia plates!) and that I didn't know which way to turn. She was of little help and sorta just laughed at me. This also brings up an annoyance of mine: There were three cops at the intersection and not one of them was actually directing traffic. So I stopped and waited and then the same unhelpful policewoman said, "You can go, ma'am!" (Ma'am!?) After two days of being in New England where 60% of the stoplights are still out, my nerves are on extreme edge so I wasn't just going to zip on through the light! Jeez! I just wish one of the cops had waved me on. Is that too much to ask? But I digress...

With that plan totally spoiled, I followed the road up several miles and, on a whim, took a street with BEACH in the name. At this point I was sorta feeling like a jerk. Like those people they show on the news who are dancing behind the news reporter who is out there being blown around as they tell people to stay inside so first responders can help the people who really need it. So yeah, there I was, camera on my passenger seat, rollin' down a street just because BEACH was in the name, looking for water. The problem with tiny roads like the one I ended up is that they're, well, tiny. There's no where to turn around. And then the speed limit was 15mph (15!? I could have walked faster) and all of a sudden another policeman was behind me. The stress!

Don't worry, though, he didn't stop me. I'm not sure what he was doing, but he didn't care what I was up to (which was making a U turn asap!). So, the beach was a bust, which prompted me to move to Phase Two of the day: finding a bar where I could get lunch, drink beer, and read my book until the brewery tour. But alas, this was not meant to be either as the bar I was headed to was not going to be opening until 3pm!

So I considered a movie to pass the time- no matinees

Then I thought I'd drive a little farther to a different bar- no answer when I called

At this point I looked at the time and realized I had an incredibly long time to wait for a brewery tour that was possibly not evening happening. Which sort of brings us to now- me sitting in my sister's living room, blogging and watching 12 Monkeys.

I sorta love days where anything could happen.


XO,
SVR


+ Title from Ellie Goulding

Northern Star

I am in Connecticut.

I could not be happier. Well, maybe if I didn't have to go back south on Monday. While I LOVE Virginia, I am so over Northern Virginia and its traffic, crappy weather, and "same ol', same ol'," if you will.

While here visiting my sister, we are packing in a lot of fun. We have already been to a Punkin' Patch and are headed to the Casino tonight. We were in New Haven yesterday and Niantic today and then tomorrow we are headed to Boston, which I have never been to! My good friend Vanessa lives there as well as Sam Adams and I can't wait to see them both!

Below are a few pictures I took while in Niantic.

+Title from Hole

My Little Corner Of The World

A few years ago, Ali and I took a whirlwind, three day trip to New England. This is the video from that:



XO,
SVR