as i mentioned yesterday, henri and i drove to the airport on friday morning to catch our flight to boston, only to discover THIS:
i actually stared at the screen for a minute before turning to henri and asking, “wait, what does that MEAN?”
in spite of this, uh, delayed beginning (our plane actually left around 6:20 PM), we had a super duper wonderful time in boston. i can’t believe i haven’t been there in almost a year!
george, our friend and coolidge theater staff member, picked us up and sped to henri’s midnight show, where we arrived at 12:30. oops.
after the sing-along, we headed over to the south street diner, apparently one of the few 24 hour places in boston (really, boston? you’re never hungry at 3 AM? you are literally crazytown!).
this place was EVERYTHING a 24 hour diner should be… loud, gritty and full of drunk, extremely friendly people.
george ordered a milkshake and let us have a sip, so henri could make the requisite, “I DRINK YR MILKSHAKE” joke. yep, that still isn’t old.
we instantly made friends with the two tables next to us, including a girl from oklahoma (on the left) and a british Ph.D. student celebrating her birthday (on the right).
i LOVED dr. birthday girl. she stole my camera and took a ton of (v. bad) pictures.
since it’s a law that you can only order heart attack-inducing food after 2 AM, i ordered cheese fries, which i admit look disgusting but were actually DELICIOUS.
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