The vertigo has made a slight return, so I'll definitely be scheduling an appointment when we get back home on Friday. In the meantime, vacation continues and goes mostly well. The biggest downside to the day was forgetting my CPAP when packing to stay at my parents, hence my typing this at 2:41 a.m. I can't really sleep very well without it and between the vertigo and the headache from oxygen deprivation...
I digress.
We started the day very casually by sleeping in and having a very light breakfast. We left for Nashua around noon and made our first stop at the pet store in Plymouth. We browsed around for a bit looking at the reptiles, birds and amphibians, especially the turtles. After that we went to the bank and then bought a snack an eye drops at Hannaford.
We then drove down I-93. Our next stop was for gas in New Hampton. From there we decided to follow Route 132 into Tilton and passed our previous apartment. It had been almost a year since our last trip down Route 132. In Tilton we stopped for lunch at the Tilt'n Diner. We both decided we weren't very hungry so![[profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
painted_wolf got a rueben sandwich with fries and a chocolate frappe and I got a cup of seafood chowder and the Philly cheese steak omelette without homefries and toast. It was a good quick lunch but I think it was still too heavy for me.
We drove down Route 3 from there and the truck decided to stall twice between Tilton and Concord. We finally made our next stop at Borders in Concord. We had some fun browsing for books. We each bought a book: one for my parents and one forpainted_wolf. We also saw a book titled Punk Science and we mused for a couple minutes on the idea of scientists wearing Black Flag, Anarchy, Dead Kennedys and various other black cloth patches on their lab coats, spiking the shoulders, wearing various bodypiercings and spacers in their ear lobes and donning various wild hairstyles like mohawks and footlong spikes. painted_wolfdecided she wanted to be a punk scientist. I can't help but be amused by the thought of her on a dig site brushing out the remains of some prehistoric critter while "Nazi Punks Fuck Off" or "MTV Get Off The Air" blast from a nearby boombox. It's fine by me so long as it isn't half eleven. There will be no dry humping trees in the park, thankyouverylittle (see Day 2).
We took to the road again and followed Route 3 to Route 3A until it joined up with I-293. At that point I just decided to stay on I-293 to the Everett Turnpike and follow that all the way to Nashua since we didn't have any other planned stops along the way. We finally arrived in Nashua around 6:00 p.m. It was actually fun turning a one-hour trip into a six-hour trip.
When we arrived my nephew L. and niece A. met and greeted us, which was very nice. Mom pulled out my old Young Authors books from grade school.painted_wolfand I had a laugh looking at them. They were cute but horribly written. Still the trip down memory lane was amusing. One was a true story about me helping my Dad fix up the new house. Another was about a very nice man who was a police officer. There was a random robbery in the middle, which involved a car chase until the very nice man was distracted by his race car driving friend and they both lived happily ever after. The third was about a guy who dreamed he was put under an alien curse by aliens who spoke backward English. He woke up to find it was just a dream and was then visited by a real alien with the weirdest, longestname I've ever seen or heard. The alien was in some army and went to war and died. Years later the man died and was reincarnated as an alien. painted_wolfand I both agreed that I was a messed up kid. My mom also gave me one of my Young Authors certificates and some award certificate for Spanish from 8th grade for apparently being very studious and proficient. I didn't even remember it!
We sat and watched television (mostly kids shows and cartoons) and L. and A. had fun playing and hanging out with us. A. was much less shy this time and she loved sitting on my lap and playing with the large Lego blocks. It was so adorable! She grabbed a wooden birdhouse at one point, stuffed the blocks into it and handed it to me to get the blocks out for her. For each one pulled out she thanked me and I said "You're welcome!" When I got them all out, she'd stuff them back in and hand it back to me. L. was just having fun following me around, which was also adorable. It just made me want children even more.
Eventually my sister Cat and her fiance Johnny showed up to pick up the kids. We talked very briefly but she was tired and sore (she's pregnant again) so they went home and will come back tomorrow to visit. My Gram is coming to visit tomorrow morning (oh, wait, that's actually today at this point).
Day 5 involves visiting with family, going to the meeting for a couple hours and not much else. Oh, my Mom wants me to show up at her office and meet all her co-workers, too. That should be fun. In the meantime, I'm going to catch up on a little more intarwebby stuff and then attempt another nap.
I digress.
We started the day very casually by sleeping in and having a very light breakfast. We left for Nashua around noon and made our first stop at the pet store in Plymouth. We browsed around for a bit looking at the reptiles, birds and amphibians, especially the turtles. After that we went to the bank and then bought a snack an eye drops at Hannaford.
We then drove down I-93. Our next stop was for gas in New Hampton. From there we decided to follow Route 132 into Tilton and passed our previous apartment. It had been almost a year since our last trip down Route 132. In Tilton we stopped for lunch at the Tilt'n Diner. We both decided we weren't very hungry so
painted_wolf got a rueben sandwich with fries and a chocolate frappe and I got a cup of seafood chowder and the Philly cheese steak omelette without homefries and toast. It was a good quick lunch but I think it was still too heavy for me.We drove down Route 3 from there and the truck decided to stall twice between Tilton and Concord. We finally made our next stop at Borders in Concord. We had some fun browsing for books. We each bought a book: one for my parents and one for
painted_wolf. We also saw a book titled Punk Science and we mused for a couple minutes on the idea of scientists wearing Black Flag, Anarchy, Dead Kennedys and various other black cloth patches on their lab coats, spiking the shoulders, wearing various bodypiercings and spacers in their ear lobes and donning various wild hairstyles like mohawks and footlong spikes. painted_wolfdecided she wanted to be a punk scientist. I can't help but be amused by the thought of her on a dig site brushing out the remains of some prehistoric critter while "Nazi Punks Fuck Off" or "MTV Get Off The Air" blast from a nearby boombox. It's fine by me so long as it isn't half eleven. There will be no dry humping trees in the park, thankyouverylittle (see Day 2).We took to the road again and followed Route 3 to Route 3A until it joined up with I-293. At that point I just decided to stay on I-293 to the Everett Turnpike and follow that all the way to Nashua since we didn't have any other planned stops along the way. We finally arrived in Nashua around 6:00 p.m. It was actually fun turning a one-hour trip into a six-hour trip.
When we arrived my nephew L. and niece A. met and greeted us, which was very nice. Mom pulled out my old Young Authors books from grade school.
painted_wolfand I had a laugh looking at them. They were cute but horribly written. Still the trip down memory lane was amusing. One was a true story about me helping my Dad fix up the new house. Another was about a very nice man who was a police officer. There was a random robbery in the middle, which involved a car chase until the very nice man was distracted by his race car driving friend and they both lived happily ever after. The third was about a guy who dreamed he was put under an alien curse by aliens who spoke backward English. He woke up to find it was just a dream and was then visited by a real alien with the weirdest, longestname I've ever seen or heard. The alien was in some army and went to war and died. Years later the man died and was reincarnated as an alien. painted_wolfand I both agreed that I was a messed up kid. My mom also gave me one of my Young Authors certificates and some award certificate for Spanish from 8th grade for apparently being very studious and proficient. I didn't even remember it!We sat and watched television (mostly kids shows and cartoons) and L. and A. had fun playing and hanging out with us. A. was much less shy this time and she loved sitting on my lap and playing with the large Lego blocks. It was so adorable! She grabbed a wooden birdhouse at one point, stuffed the blocks into it and handed it to me to get the blocks out for her. For each one pulled out she thanked me and I said "You're welcome!" When I got them all out, she'd stuff them back in and hand it back to me. L. was just having fun following me around, which was also adorable. It just made me want children even more.
Eventually my sister Cat and her fiance Johnny showed up to pick up the kids. We talked very briefly but she was tired and sore (she's pregnant again) so they went home and will come back tomorrow to visit. My Gram is coming to visit tomorrow morning (oh, wait, that's actually today at this point).
Day 5 involves visiting with family, going to the meeting for a couple hours and not much else. Oh, my Mom wants me to show up at her office and meet all her co-workers, too. That should be fun. In the meantime, I'm going to catch up on a little more intarwebby stuff and then attempt another nap.
