Looking back at this past weekend, I am pretty happy with where my social/personal life is at right now, the main point being that I actually have a life.
I literally had something going on Friday-Sunday this weekend. Until about a year ago, my life was a blank slate. I hardly did anything, hardly knew anybody.
I am happy to say that that is no longer the case.
Friday after work, I spent the evening with someone who has become one of my closest friends since moving to New England. We checked out a local bar called Lamplighter where we downed a few brews and ate from their pop-up restaurant, The Bacon Truck. I mean how can beer, bacon and friends spell anything but happy?
It was a pretty fun night, despite not being totally impressed with the brewary. The beer itself was not bad. I even found an IPA that I cold stomach–now this is really saying something because I really, really don’t understand the IPA trend that seems to have taken the world by storm.
While the beer and food were quite delightful, I thought the atmosphere to be a little uptight. It seemed like a more modern, somewhat “techy” place compared to Aeronaut, a local brewery that I liken to the Friends coffee shop but for beer.
Nontheless, it was a fun night as trying out new places is usually at least a decent time.
Saturday, I spent the morning trying to hydrate myself, aka recover from the previous nights fesitivities, and then hit up this awesome vintage/retro bowling place called Breaktime Bowling.
It is set in this old warehouse so that you can see exposed brick, and everything from keeping score to setting up the pins is done manually.
Get this: there is actually a pin-boy that sits at the end of each lane on what looks like a saddle, and he is responsible for rolling back the bowling balls and setting up the pins after each completed frame of three rolls. How awesome is that?!
Anyway, it was a super cool experience, and I am glad that I got to share it with a guy that I have been seeing for a couple of months now.
As for yesterday, Sunday, I spent the majority of the day in Boston playing soccer with a group that I met through my colleague. We won the game, which is a somewhat rare occurence for us, and I even managed to squeak in a couple of sick moves, another rare occurence 🙂
I ended up missing my train back home, so I spent a couple of hours hanging and jamming out with a newer friend from soccer.
We spent about two hours just talking about music and whatever else. I am trying my best to educate him about the world of good music, aka Young the Giant, Paramore, and Fleetwood Mac….he does not seem to be learning too quickly, however. Good thing he has me to introduce him to the finer things in life, right? 🙂
All in all, it was a great weekend, and I am proud of myself for making more of an effort to make that my reality.