September 7
The first Sunday of September was notable for the Joshua Bell concert in Hyannis. I had purchased tickets because I wanted a reason to spend a weekend on the Cape. It did not turn out quite as I planned. The remnants of Hurricane Somebody came through that weekend and spoiled the weather, so we went only long enough for the concert and dinner. I was impressed with Bell’s playing. It didn’t sound anything like a dying cat (which is, unfortunately, how some violin playing sounds). My only complaint was that the concert was so short. Dinner was so-so. And the Cape? I didn’t see enough of it to say. I’ll have to go back again someday.
September 14
Finally. My parents came to Rhode Island to meet Faithful Reader’s parents. It was a definite clash of cultures, but we all survived.
September 21
Faithful Reader, soon to be a Handyman Extraordinaire, has decided to buy a truck. He found an inexpensive one on Craig’s List and we drove up to Saugus to take a look at it. On the way back, we spontaneously exited the highway in the middle of Boston. We took a trip down my memory lane by walking around the BU campus. We also explored a part of Boston neither of us was really familiar with—Chinatown. There we bought some interesting Asian pastries, including a moon cake, as well as some Vietnamese sandwiches and bubble tea. We had dinner at a Malaysian restaurant. My duck soup was surprisingly excellent. It was also difficult to eat, because there were jagged bones still attached to the meat!
As it turned out, Faithful Reader didn’t buy the truck, but I’m glad we took the trip.
September 28
So many things to do, so little energy with which to do it. Today was a day for small chores—laundry, dishes, etc.—and little else.