beach adventure

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yesterday, after packing towels, sunglasses, assorted snacks and other beach supplies, ana, lauren, clacky, and i took the t to south station to catch a commuter train out to the beach.

but after dropping $13 a piece for our tickets, we learned that the train to the beach we had planned to visit left from north station, not south station, and in about 10 minutes. i.e., there was no way we could make it. the next train would be not for a while and taking into account that it's a 40 minute ride, we gave the beach trip up for lost.

disappointed, we were trudging out of the station when a man sitting at an information booth yelled out, "#7 bus to the beach!" number seven bus, you say? we stopped and he gave us a map and directions to a beach in south boston. it might not be as nice, but we were already dressed for the beach, so we decided to give it a chance, and hopped on the bus.

ten minutes later, there we were, at a tiny little beach, but a beach nonetheless. we laid out our towels, shed our outer layers of clothing, and flopped down on the ground to enjoy the partly cloudy weather. everytime the sun peeped out from behind the clouds, we cheered, only to start grumbling again five minutes later when it disappeared.

however, we made the best of it, eating our snacks, and reading sections of me talk pretty one day out loud to each other. lauren the photojournalist documented every second of it, from the shiny gold roof of a building we could see from the bus stop to us shivering in the cold on the cloudy beach to a tiny waterfall under a bridge that wasn't really interesting at all.

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Warren Author Profile Page said:

You're not really interesting at all.

Oh ha, just kidding.

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