good times at the vineyard

so i did it. i went on vacation with my BF and his family. by the reactions i have received both before and after the trip, i assume that many people view vacations with the family of your significant other as 1) nerve-wracking, 2) awkward, and 3)obligatory. i, as one, felt none of those emotions prior to the trip, during, or after it. so, i now consider myself lucky. who knew. or maybe just comfortable.

the destination was martha's vineyard and the entire vacation was superb. for those new to the setup, the vineyard requires a fairly long drive through CT & MA, ending with a lovely ferry trip from woodshole, ma to the island. all in all, i was left with a very sweet taste in my mouth. i near decided to never return home, and just live the lovely vineyard life forever. as you might have guessed, that didn't happen. i, in fact, have returned home to live the city life..for some time.

highlights of the vacation include: jumping off bridges into the water with my BF's entire family (yes, including his mom, she's rad!), witnessing the BEST body surfing display EVER seen by mankind (he was Superman, i swear), many thoroughly enjoyed G&T's with his sister, and listening to them sing old british and american folk music on the porch, amongst, of course, many other great times.

his family friends were just as great as his family...listen to me...i sound enamored. ha. well, guess i was...

my spirits were running high all the way through my romantic goodbye. i gazed out into the sunset, enjoying each and every minute on the "fast ferry" to new bedford, ma, whereupon i would arrive at the ferry station and pick up the bonanza/ peter pan bus to new york...or so i hoped...