It’s tough to blog without an internet connection… It’s also been stiflingly, disgustingly hot, and my pace has slowed to a crawl, punctuated by moments of just sitting and staring. I brought a bunch of photos I’d taken to work yesterday on a cd, having no other way to get them from home to work (no internet connection, dead iPod, already erased from camera), but I dropped that cd somewhere on the street. I expect to see my photos in Found soon.
This weekend, my parents were in town on their way to my dad’s college reunion up in Hanover. Thank goodness for Aimee’s apartment and its air conditioning, or it would have been a long, hot weekend. Parents of the bride and groom should probably meet more than a month before the wedding, but with the geography and travel schedules of our four, it didn’t come together until Friday night, and then only partially. My mom and dad and I met up with Aimee, her mom, and her brother for dinner at Gargoyles on the Square in Davis. The food was great, but the whole experience was overshadowed by the amazing length of time it took for our food to come out. We weren’t in any hurry, but it was a little strange. Everyone got along, food or no food, and we’ll all meet again for a Father’s Day dinner, this time with both dads, this weekend.
Aimee and the ‘rents and I headed to JP Licks for some ice cream, at which point I ran into Ezra, a fellow RA at CTY whom I hadn’t seen in ten years. It wasn’t all that out-of-the-blue miraculous, though, as we’d re-met via Flickr a few months back. Still cool, though.
Saturday was, in a word, hot. Big surprise. We wandered the Public Garden for a moment and then headed back to prepare for the big activities of the day: the ladies went to Aimee’s bridal shower while the gents went to the MFA to see the amazing automobiles in “Speed, Style, and Beauty: Cars from the Ralph Lauren Collection.” 
Dad and I really enjoyed the show, though it only featured a dozen cars, and we took our time looking at the amazing details and exquisite craftsmanship in each car. My Flickr photoset tells the story best.
After a few hours at the MFA, we stopped by El Pelon for some chicken enchiladas with salsa verde – I’ll take every opportunity I can before we move – and then we met Aimee, my mom, and ten of Aimee’s girlfriends to help carry her shower gifts upstairs. The girls then went to dinner (Cuchi Cuchi, mmm) and Mom and Dad and I headed to CBC to have dinner and chat with Josh. Dad and I finished off the night with The Colditz Story, an entertaining stiff-upper-lip British POW escape drama based on a book Dad had in the library at home.
Sunday was our Cambridge day, which began with great sandwiches at Darwin’s (their website is now one step closer to working than it was last time I checked; at least now it’s got their logo on it). I was excited to share the experience of the Harvard Museum of Natural History
with everyone, from the 
Glass Flowers to the strangely old and fusty exhibits, with their neatly-arrayed, context-less bird species and disintegrating animal mounts. Check out my photos for more.
We finished off the day with a delicious dinner at Helmand and a drink at the Top of the Hub, where we watched with fascination the various traffic jams that lit up the roads 52 stories below. Mom and Dad left yesterday morning, and we’ll see them back again on Sunday, when they get in from New Hampshire and we come back from our weekend in NYC. Busy days.
