Friday, November 12, 2004
Last weekend I decided to trek to upstate New York to spend some quality time with Matt and Otis. Personally, I think the weekend detox did him some good (Matt that is, not Otis). So, Matt and I pulled out of Hoboken circa 11:30 on Saturday morning. We probably could have made it out a bit earlier but apparently Stevens Alumni all hang out on the corner of Newark and River St. so we got a bit sidetracked. But once the impromptu gathering broke up we were on our way.
I like to think of myself as one of the best co-pilots out there. I take the job quite seriously. I try to keep the radio functioning at top levels at all time, I like to keep the driver hydrated, and in good spirits. Though, this trip I must admit to slacking a bit. I didn't even realize I was until i glanced over and noticed Matt spending more time reading along in my magazine than watching the road. But in my defense, I took to reading aloud after noticing my faux pas.
When we were just a couple of miles from his house, and many more miles from any real civilization we decided to pull into a food store to pick up some items for lunch. We picked up some tuna, mayo, milk, tomatoes, lettuce, and my favorite: the jellyfilled cookies. After our purcheses were paid for we were ready to kick off the final leg of our journey.
We got to The Carroll Residence circa 2ish and then the fun was ready to begin. After taking Otis out for a quick jog down to the pond, we ate some lunch and got settled. Then it was off to yard work. I'm not sure about you, but personally I'm a fan of yard work. I like looking at the finished product and feeling that I've accomplished something. My love for yardwork may also stem from the fact, that when I wondered off to play fetch with Otis, Matt didn't call me back. And let me tell you, there are few ways I'd rather spend my afternoon than sitting at the edge of a pond throwing a stick in and watching ol' Otis swim out to it. There's just something about seeing his propeller tail whipping around and seeing him galliently return, stick in mouth, oh so proud......man I need to get me a dog.
Saturday night was spent lying around watching TV and listening to Otis snore......or was it.....nah, this time it actually was Otis.
Sunday started off with an awesome egg/salsa concotion that Matt whipped up. Then we loaded up Otis in the car and took off to see the Vanderbilt Estate. The place was gorgeous. It's located on a cliff overlooking the Hudson. Definately an excellent way to spend an Indian Summer Afternoon. Though I think there might have been a bit too many steps for Otis' liking.
After leaveing the estate we traveled down the road to the Roosevelt Estate. Apparently back in the day Hyde Park was the place to have your estate. I'm not jealous though, after all A Tribe Called Quest is from Linden. Once seeing how the rich and famous lived, I had worked up quite an appetite; so Matt took me to McDonalds.
Once we got back to The Carroll household, it was pretty much time to call it a weekend and catch the train. Matt's dad took us to the train and we were off. The ride was really nice. The train runs along the Hudson the whole way down. Once we pulled into Grand Central it was a mad dash to the bus depot. Then dinner at the old Uberplex.
All in all, a great weekend.
I like to think of myself as one of the best co-pilots out there. I take the job quite seriously. I try to keep the radio functioning at top levels at all time, I like to keep the driver hydrated, and in good spirits. Though, this trip I must admit to slacking a bit. I didn't even realize I was until i glanced over and noticed Matt spending more time reading along in my magazine than watching the road. But in my defense, I took to reading aloud after noticing my faux pas.
When we were just a couple of miles from his house, and many more miles from any real civilization we decided to pull into a food store to pick up some items for lunch. We picked up some tuna, mayo, milk, tomatoes, lettuce, and my favorite: the jellyfilled cookies. After our purcheses were paid for we were ready to kick off the final leg of our journey.
We got to The Carroll Residence circa 2ish and then the fun was ready to begin. After taking Otis out for a quick jog down to the pond, we ate some lunch and got settled. Then it was off to yard work. I'm not sure about you, but personally I'm a fan of yard work. I like looking at the finished product and feeling that I've accomplished something. My love for yardwork may also stem from the fact, that when I wondered off to play fetch with Otis, Matt didn't call me back. And let me tell you, there are few ways I'd rather spend my afternoon than sitting at the edge of a pond throwing a stick in and watching ol' Otis swim out to it. There's just something about seeing his propeller tail whipping around and seeing him galliently return, stick in mouth, oh so proud......man I need to get me a dog.
Saturday night was spent lying around watching TV and listening to Otis snore......or was it.....nah, this time it actually was Otis.
Sunday started off with an awesome egg/salsa concotion that Matt whipped up. Then we loaded up Otis in the car and took off to see the Vanderbilt Estate. The place was gorgeous. It's located on a cliff overlooking the Hudson. Definately an excellent way to spend an Indian Summer Afternoon. Though I think there might have been a bit too many steps for Otis' liking.
After leaveing the estate we traveled down the road to the Roosevelt Estate. Apparently back in the day Hyde Park was the place to have your estate. I'm not jealous though, after all A Tribe Called Quest is from Linden. Once seeing how the rich and famous lived, I had worked up quite an appetite; so Matt took me to McDonalds.
Once we got back to The Carroll household, it was pretty much time to call it a weekend and catch the train. Matt's dad took us to the train and we were off. The ride was really nice. The train runs along the Hudson the whole way down. Once we pulled into Grand Central it was a mad dash to the bus depot. Then dinner at the old Uberplex.
All in all, a great weekend.
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