We left Montreal bright and early on Monday morning; at 5am to be exact. Alex and I had only gotten about 3 hours of sleep, but were still psyched to hit the road. He made me a delicious bagel with cream cheese- to give me an extra morning boost, and with a full tank of gas we made our way to Selina's to pick up the girls who were equally excited to start the journey. My new GPS, who was baptized as "Garminiqua" by Alex, led us on a 509km road-trip to Hampton, New Hampshire, where we arrived at about 11:30am.
After being greeted by Miro (my g-mail chat friend hahaha), we checked into our hotel, The Puritan, which was located on Ocean Boulevard. We couldn't have picked a better location: right in the middle of the boardwalk, across the street from the beach. The room itself was plain but it had the essentials. After all, we weren't there to sleep! We drove all those hours to experience the ocean, laze around in the sun and enjoy ourselves before getting back to our daily routines.
We immediately changed into our bathing suits, and headed for the beach. The sun was shining and life was perfect. We dropped all of our stuff off, set up our towels, stuck around for a bit and then decided to make our way to the water to warm up. We were all beyond hot when we got out of the car, so cooling off in the Atlantic was an instant cure. At first, we were shocked at how cold the water was... to the point that Alex and Selina realized that their feet were hurting from the cold. But, it didn't take long before we got used to it and started a routine of baking in the sun and then running to the frigid sea to cool down. I can still imagine the taste of the salt water on my lips and the feeling of the crashing waves on my legs...
We decided to keep up with the Cuba routine: wake-up, eat breakfast, BEACH BEACH BEACH, come back to hotel room for a snack, shower, nap and TV-time, dinner & then enjoy the night-life.
Ocean boulevard consisted of many quaint shops and restaurants which kept us amused for hours, along with walking on the beach during sunset. Nothing was more fun though than the first day when Alex and I decided to take on the ocean at night. We jumped around in the water as the tide was coming in, drew pictures in the sand, danced around, talked, and took pictures. I felt so free. Soaking wet, but liberated.
The girls missed out on this fun, but we brought them out the second night and we had an even better time! We took a long walk on the beach as the sun was coming down, took a walk on Ocean Boulevard and got some ice cream (mmmm... Rocky Road), made friends with a toddler, took tons of pictures, made provocative sculptures in the sand, set up our blanket under the stars, danced around to the music on Alex's iPod (which kept us going on the whole trip), frolicked around in the water again, had a bonding conversation where I got the chance to learn a lot about myself (I am such a lucky girl.), met some guys from Havril, Massachusetts (pronounced Mass-Of-Two-Shits, bahaha!) who kept us company into the wee hours of the night (they were ECSTATIC about meeting Canadians!) and then fell asleep around 4am.
Our last day zoomed by. I woke up bright an early to literally move my car one space from the "free reserved hotel parking" to the "paid public parking", and then went back to bed for 2 hours. We all got up, cleaned up all of our things and re-packed to check out for 10:30am. The hotel room was a mess, because we made ourselves at home. Alex and I even went to the extent of emptying our bags and filling the closets with our things, as if we were at home. We then made our way, for the last time, to the beach- to enjoy the sun a little too much, and get sun burnt. I guess you can expect it though when you're out in the sun for 5 hours at a time. Dinner was great. We ate for the second time at the Boardwalk Inn Cafe, and let me tell you... we all made the right choices with our meals to the point that we each had a bite from each other's plate!
We left Hampton at approximately 6pm. Five and a half hours and a sketchy gas-stop in St Jean later, we were home. Exhausted, sun burnt, hungry and reminiscing...we were back to reality.
I know that I say it a ton of times, I love my friends. It's one of those things that I can't help but think about when times like these happen. We had an amazing 3 days, and plan on doing it again next year. Some people spend years and years searching for people that they can trust, whom they enjoy life's endeavors with and simply "live, love, laugh". I don't have to do that, because I've found them and they're here to stay. You know who you are.
As for Alex, Kate and Selina, my "sexy bitches" (I'm gonna get a little mushy on ya)... you guys have made my summer worth it. This trip was short, sweet and necessary; and I can't picture more perfect people to have spent it with. You guys helped me answer questions that I had been pondering about this whole summer, thank you. Thank you for being YOU and bringing out the best in me. I <3 You. Hampton 2010, here we come!
do whats makes you happy.
be with the ones who make you smile.
laugh as much as you breathe.
& love as long as you live
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