Day 6: Plans for the weekend?
Today was Saturday, my first full day in Boston without treatment, and did I have big plans.
No I didn’t go to Fenway.
No I didn’t go to the New England Aquarium, despite their mischievous sea lion exhibit.
Nor did I go on a Freedom Trail Pub Crawl, but that sounds all kinds of awesome and patriotic. ‘Merica!
I didn’t even go to the Sam Adams brewery with The Georgian (though you can just tell that drinking with that guy will lead to some great f-ing stories).
No, I had bigger plans for myself this weekend. I went on a journey of sorts. I set out on a quest to search for something that all men need, something that keeps their most prized position protected. Friends, family and internet strangers, today… I bought pants.
And a belt.
And cannoli from the locally famous Mike’s Pastry. (Fact: 1 in 3 people in Boston at any given moment are carrying a box from Mike’s Pastry).
In all seriousness, I explored Boston today with the simple goals of finding pants, a belt and cannoli. It was a pretty great day and – if you couldn’t tell by how much of a Debbie Downer I was being in my last couple posts – I really needed one of those.
I’m six days into my stay here and I’m feeling pretty good about things. I’m meeting people with some pretty heart-wrenching stories but the most uplifting spirits and I can honestly say I’m looking forward to the rest of the time I have here. I don’t doubt it’ll be filled with ups-and-downs, but I’m confident I will walk away from this stronger for having undergone it all.
On a separate note, aren’t the Japanese silly?