Peppermint Tea and Fireworks

In yesterday's entry I mentioned that I was going to go lay out on the esplanade to watch the fireworks. And I did and it was pretty awesome. I kinda lied though because I actually didn't stay there for 10 hours. So what me and my sister did was get there at like 7 in the morning and brought this little tent and then we set it up in the best spot ever...right in front of the barges. Then we left and came back at around 6:30 and lazed around until the fireworks. While we were waiting, me and my sister went down Newbury Street and went to Tealuxe, which is my new favorite place ever. Here's their logoThey have like 70 different tea varieties. If I were to make a store/cafe, it definatley would be some trippy tea shop...like with comfy chairs and awesome unknown singer/songwriters. It'd be so sweet. So at Tealuxe, I got this organic peppermint tea and it was amazing. I might be biased because I am addicted to minty things. It was a perfect companion for firework watching.

The fireworks were great because we were right under them. Ever time one would go off, it seemed like the flames were going to fall on us. It was really awesome. Plus I was listening to Jason Mraz which made it pretty happy. There was this little old couple next to us watching the fireworks and ever time the fireworks cracked, the old man would hug the old woman really tight. It was adorable. Old people together have melted my heart since I saw the Notebook because they love each other for the person they are. Looks are no longer important, all that matters are the memories and that insinct to protect and care for each other. I guess that's the best way to celebrate the fourth of July. Being with someone you love. The announcer people kept making all these cheezy little speeches on how the fourth of July was so great because it wasn't commercialized. But honestly, people or at least kids (including me) think fireworks and bbq when they hear the fourth of July. Or playing baseball or something. I have this picture of my dad when he was like 7 and he was on his town's little league team. Very American. (He's the short one in the middle front)

That's pretty much all I have to say. At first I thought I was posting a new entry too soon but I realized I can't think of it that way. If I have something interesting to write about, I'll post it. If not, I wont't. I used to keep a journal-like thingy and I would write entries like, sorry for not writing, I've been busy and nothing has happened worth writing about. Now, I don't want this to feel like an assignment but just ramblings of sorts with some kind of interesting content. Okay, I'll stop writing about this and actually do it...

xx
Isabel