spring break(ing it down)

Back in D.C. after spring break with no tan but a few good stories. The roadtrip was interesting to say the least. I learned to drive stick in downtown Boston in a British Land Rover Defender (so the steering wheel was on the right side of the car and I was shifting with my left hand) only hours before I was scheduled to buckle up for a 8 hour roadtrip to two universities in Connecticut. Talk about being thrown into the deep end. Hours later, after a traumatizing situation that involved the car rolling backwards down the steepest street I've ever seen which was suddenly swarming with old men on walkers as if I was in some sort of video game, we arrived safely (or at least there are no confirmed causalities.) Much later that night I was enjoying a stranger's plate of poutine (french fries covered with mozzarella cheese and gravy) at a 24 hour, highway-side diner, only to find that my carb benefactor was none other than John Mayer. After devouring the majority of his poutine and some of his brother's french toast for good measure, he wasn't exactly serenading me with "Your body is a wonderland." I spent the next few days relaxing with my boyfriend on the Vineyard before hitting the road again to visit the University of Vermont. I wasn't thrilled at the prospect of coming back to D.C., but the weather's warm and the cherry blossoms are out, so it's kind of hard not to enjoy. Getting back into the rhythm of things, which means I'll have some tunes coming your way as soon as I unpack my bags and restock my fridge. XXXXXXX