Whew! What a weekend. A fun, but way too short weekend at home. We thought we would touch down at RDU by 9:00pm on Friday, but due to “plane maintenance” we had to sit through 3 hours of the pilot telling us we would “take off momentarily.” Dirty liar. 11:30pm rolled around and we finally found the south. Woooohooo! The parentals picked us up from the airport, there were hugs and kisses and then we stole the car and high tailed it to Chapel Hill. We hung out with friends at Topo, and enjoyed some delicious drunk food at Time Out, and then finally made it home around 4:30am. Ouch.
8:00am the next morning, we were up and bright eyed and bushy tailed. Umm, not. But never the less, it was football Saturday and we had to push through the pain. We had a blast at the Carolina/ECU game, but only made it till halftime until the heat did a number on our hungover selves. So we made our way back to the frat house and enjoyed the rest of the game in the air conditioning. I found it really hard to leave after the game, there were definitely a few tears welling up. Thankfully I had sunglasses on; I hate saying goodbye to friends. But we were off to the Elon/Wake game, where I would get to see even more friends and see my school play football………or not play football. Wow, we were awful and totally did not deserve to be on that field. Hats off to Wake, you destroyed us. Guess that means I lost the bet, Anna, I’ll let you know when I streak through Central Park.
But the best part about the weekend: Getting lost on the way home but still managing to find a Krispy Kreme with the “Hot Now” sign on. Hot Krispy Kreme donuts are like a religious experience. So Jeff had 4, Dad had 4, I had 2 and Mom had 1. Pretty much an even spread. And then we all made our way home, stomach aches and all.
We spent the next day with Jeff’s family and had a yummy lunch and then flew back to NYC, (delayed again!). It was much harder to leave than I thought it would be. There were tons of tears and my eye makeup was officially gone by the time we touched down in NYC, but we’re here and back into our schedules. Living up here is still quite the adjustment, but hopefully in time it will be much easier.
A: Whew glad I don’t have to streak over Golden Gate. I think I’d startle people into jumping. Sorry about the tears. I can definitely say I know how you feel. You’ve seen me burst into tears at the airport, even when i’m trying so hard not to. It gets easier, but you always feel bad about leaving, then you settle back into your life. Just think, we’re all coming up to the Big Apple for Thanksgiving. Whooohoo! Look out!
