A final New England blog
June 08, 2009
The title is somewhat misleading. I'm back in the midwest, sitting on my couch at home blogging. BUT I'm about to post an entry that I wrote in my journal a few days ago in Maine. :)
After my somewhat amazing day of nifty experiences (yes, I did just say nifty.), I hopped in a rental car and drove a few hours up to Portland, Maine to visit a good friend of mine and her family.
A bit of (somewhat ironic) backstory: My friend and I met four years ago through the Click Five boards. We've realized that we're quite similar, and we pretty much talk about everything (althought lately we haven't been in touch much. Busy lives, and all that jazz). Her friendship has been really great in tough times that I couldn't really talk to my other friends about (mainly because they were usually involved), and it's all thanks to the band. The funny thing is, the only reason I know about the One Love in the first place is because of Ben Romans. Perhaps all the best things in life happen because you like the Click Five? (That's tough to fit into the song...see this link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fZXYYfHICSc)
Anyways, my family and her family went out for dinner. After dinner, I went back to her house and the two of us watched Taking 5, which had just come into her local video store. That was fun. We got to laugh over all of our good times and inside jokes back on the boards and giggle over the 5 boys that started it all. We talked/debated over the merits of Eric vs. Kyle (we were pretty unanimous that, no offense to Eric, Kyle is better all-around. We both do miss, however, the days when we would watch the video for Just the Girl eight times in a row, our hearts never failing to melt a little over Eric. That sounds a little pathetic, but I'm certain we were far from alone.) We also discussed which member of the band is our over-all favorite, but revealing that decision could be misconstrued as brown-nosing. We pretty much laughed about all of the crazy conversations we used to have, and how little things in the movie reminded us of those things, eerily enough.
We had such a good time reminiscing, all thanks to the click Five and that quirky movie they made. I'm getting down off my little inadvertent shrine now to talk about the rest of my trip.
Except there's not really anything else to tell. We hung out and did some shopping in Freeport and downtown Portland. Not much excitement, except my mother developed some strange addiction to blueberry pie. In 24 hours, she consumed three pieces of it (dinner, lunch, dinner again). On the way back, we passed a rehab center for food addicts. We considered sending her there but figured it wasn't really appropriate. (They weren't open on Sunday, anyway.)
Now, I'm back home and kind of sad, but also a little bit relieved. I love traveling, but there's something so cathartic about sleeping in your own bed again. :)
