new england looks exactly like it does in the movies. i almost felt like we were part of the set in beetlejuice as we drove through the little town of i can't remember what it's called, 15 miles south east of boston.
i saw my first light house. and the atlantic ocean up close and personal for the first time ever. it was cold and beautiful. sunny, and windy.
a baby seal lay injured on the beach, still furry and looking at us with his whiskers and big, dark eyes. the village by the water reminded me of mexico in a way. but whiter.
we managed to get lost and drive in circles and not really think anything of it. there were bunnies everywhere.
i was somehow freaked out by steamers and foreskin come dinner time. and afterwards we went to some corner cafe. and they told us about parenting. and those that don't.
riding back to the city on the train reminded me why i didn't miss the east coast. the cold, wet dark. the fog that lasted forever. the grey.
i wonder how you become a light house keeper.
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