Que Sera Sera

Thanks to you, I'm much obliged for such a pleasant stay

We skipped town for the long weekend and drove up to Newport, RI, for a few days of hanging out in shipyards and drinking with townies and watching the game and Led Zeppelin singalongs and debunking Norse myths and having a catch and, for some people, spontaneously stripping down to their underwear and tennis shoes and jumping off 40 ft. cliffs into the very cold Atlantic. Late this afternoon, as we headed back, with the sun pouring in and the trees changing colors and The Band playing on the radio, I thought, “Man, is there any place else in the world I’d rather be right now?” and that answer was no. And then tonight, as we hit the Triborough Bridge with me behind the wheel and my friends laughing and singing and the whole skyline unfurled on our right, I thought it again, and the answer was still the same.

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