Boston, not for much longer... Jumped on a bus to New York on thursday and just a few short hours (9) later I was at Sam Dicker's place in Long Island. Most of my time there was spent watching movies, playing video games and hitting a few dingers down at the driving range. While I did hit a few decent balls, no one will be surprised to hear I suck at golf. Went to see a Mets game on Saturday night, man that was slow, between the rain, the field prep and the '86 Mets lineup reunion thing, I was semi-suicidal by the time the game started. My experience in Houston was just a tad more lively.


Sunday morning it was time to go; Dan Dicker offered me a ride to the Bus Station in China Town, it was good to see New York from a non-public transport perspective; of course cuddling up to Sam's dad is not without its merits.

Getting Amy from the airport worked out well and carrying 50kg of luggage on the subway is always a good laugh. Pity about the housing situation though. The rest of Amy's housemates arrived and were less than impressed with their situation. Despite her's being the worst room, Amy is far from being the primary instigator of the unrest. The result is that they are going to break their lease and each find alternative accommodations. This hasn't exactly brought out the best in people and Amy is a little stressed out right now. Poor little (homeless) chook.

Sunday night we all went out for a meal/drinks at Cambridge Common. It was an informal meet and greet for LLM students here at Harvard. It was a little difficult for me at times to explain what I was doing there but generally everyone seemed nice, I just had to try the conversation away from law whenever I could. Between us; Amy and I easily drank as much (if not more) than the entire group (about 16). We be representin' Down Unda. Aiiight.