Wanderings
When we lived in New England and had a long weekend and the weather was nice we might wander down to NYC. We’d spend the day wandering up and down the streets of the city, take in a museum and a fancy dinner. We’d spend hours window shopping and people watching. Or we’d take the train in to Boston, wander about the city, do some people watching, and grab a fancy dinner. There was always a festival or something going on in the city for entertainment.
Now when we have a long weekend we wander down to the swamps and spend the day wandering through alligator infested bayous. ( see Alligator hunting in the Texas Swamplands ). I’m enjoying it entirely too much, I think that means we’re going native?
