I love it when normal plans turn into great adventures, don't you? I mean, there was that one time when Diana and I went on an errands run and it morphed into a grand day of exploring. It was the best day ever.
Today was a day like that.
Sara and I have been friends since 4th grade (ish), so we have a lot of adventure stories. Usually when we get together, it involves baking things. You can learn all about our baking adventures here, here, and here.
While our expedition today did indeed involve food, we didn't actually make it ourselves. Weird, I know.
This picture isn't from today, but I've put it here anyway to make you jealous. I'm nice like that.
Sara had never been to Pinkberry because she went to Wheaton out in the faraway land of Illinois, so this was new for her. It was thoroughly enjoyable for both of us, because...let's be honest.
WHO IN HIS OR HER RIGHT MIND DOESN'T LIKE PINKBERRY??
Right. No one.
In any case, we finished our glorious frozen yogurt topped with mochi, chocolate things, waffle cookies, and (in Sara's case - remember how I don't like fruit?) pineapple. Then we had to go find Sara's car.
As previously mentioned, Sara has lived in the faraway land of Illinois for the last four years and therefore doesn't know where things are around Boston. Totally understandable. However, I'm a little weird and I absolutely love driving in the city. I know pretty much the musical area of Boston, so finding an obscure street in Charlestown was going to be a challenge. Especially since both of us are from Vermont and therefore don't think to bring or even own a GPS. Go figure.
(My camera is currently elsewhere. I'm putting in random pictures of Sara and me right here so you get the general idea of us.)
This is already long enough so I will give you a very brief (written) snapshot of what went down next: Figure out where we need to end up. Take 93 North. Take correct exit. Unfamiliar territory. Turn around. Realize we don't want to pay the $3.00 Tobin Bridge toll. Get off at a random exit. Turn into a sketchy area. Lock car doors. Drive in circles in the general direction of the Tobin Bridge. Find a road that leads to 28 South which joins Storrow Drive. Find Route 1 South. Find correct exit. Find where we need to go. Elapsed time: 45 minutes. Stop signs ignored: 1. Mom-arm flinging: 1. Missed exits: 2. Times we were actually lost: 0.
We decided that getting turned around in Boston is fun. Somehow, that seems paradoxical to me.
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