We’re having some downtime on the short honeymoon, and while she is finishing reading the very long Gone with the Wind, I’m reading my newest issue of Atomic Ranch, playing spider solitaire, and writing this.
To back track, the ceremony and reception were absolutely fantastic. Some pictures will follow as they were taken as RAW files and will take time to process correctly. We relaxed the day after, and we drove to Newport, Rhode Island earlier today.
Vic has never been here, and it’s been around 20 years since I’d been here. After checking in, we drove down and walked a street that is lines with shops and restaurants. We ate at a pizza place a few blocks outside of the tourist stuff and was sketchy to say the least. But to our surprise it was great pizza. We’re seeking out seafood tomorrow before we venture into the land of exorbitant prices for everything (NYC).
Taking a turn in topic, we drove around the really famous neighborhoods of Newport earlier, and were struck by both the awesome nature of the architecture and the stratospheric nature of the wealth required to live and maintain such a residence now, let alone in the past. We’re talking hitting a large Powerball twice and still not coming close. Maybe the price of a Paul McCartney divorce these days… Just mind boggling…
On that note, I’m pretty tired today and hope to get to bed early since I can’t seem to sleep past 7 on average since I left Indy. I hope all is well with everyone.
One Comment
1 Rikki wrote:
One thing about NYC — you can obtain a slice of the best pizza you could wish for at any hour of the day, without walking more than 1-2 blocks. When in NYC, be a pizza eater … but don’t eat the cart nuts. Smell the cart nuts, but don’t eat the cart nuts.