We headed out first thing for A’s guitar lesson, during which N and I hung out at the Howe. From there, we stopped at Listen and Good Buy to find a bike helmet, but nothing fit, so we may have to pay retail for this one. By then, it was lunchtime, so we went to Panera, which is right next to Best Buy, so convenient and a step above fast food. Apparently, half the population of the Upper Valley agreed with us, because the place was a madhouse. I couldn’t believe it, I’d never seen it so crowded. We even saw people we knew.
We managed to get a table because we were at the tail end of the lunchtime rush, but it was pretty amazing. It also amazes me how much people eat, but more on that later. After lunch, we dropped the car off at Best Buy and walked over to Fore-U. It’s a little depressing walking around W. Leb, mainly because nobody walks around that place, it’s really not even remotely designed for pedestrians. If anything, they discourage foot traffic of any kind, so when you actually do go by foot, you stand out like a sore thumb. Everyone drives by you and looks at you like the anomaly that you are. Add to that the fact that it’s a little precarious and even dangerous, and it makes you realize why we really need to re-think urban planning in this country.
Either way, we managed to cross the street and go to Fore-U, where again, it was packed, understandably so. The weather was beautiful, the first warm and sunny day of the season, I think. People wanted to celebrate in grand style, and the line was at least 20 people deep. We didn’t mind because it was such a nice day. We got our cones, hung outside and enjoyed them. It was quite a nice scene, actually.
When we finally retrieved the car, it was about 3:00 in the afternoon, and we had one more event to attend. After paying for everything and testing our new radio to the fullest, we went home to get ready for the big pizza party that evening. The hosts asked that we bring our favorite toppings and they would do the rest, but that they should be cooked. That meant good old dad had to cut, chop, and cook a bunch of stuff, and make a big salad to bring along. Never show up at a party empty handed, right?
More on the pizza party later. Until then, thanks for reading.