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Weekend in the Island

This weekend was Section a Retreat in Martha’s Vineyard. Friday afternoon, much against my will of taking a nap, me, Shilpa, Christine and Lilly headed to Falmouth and fought Boston’s Friday afternoon commuting traffic. I must say they put up quite well with my grumpiness and eventually I started behaving like a more social animal. By the time we made it to the ferry, we enjoyed a beautiful sunset and met up with other Section A people that crowded the boat.
Again prevented from taking another nap, I join the group for dinner at the French Bistro. We basically found the way by following the smell of the tasty French fries. We all got together at Nancy’s later, and I was impressed to see that Section looove is still very much alive as I realized the bar was all for us!
The next day woke up chilly and lazy so we decided to swap the pre-ordered bikes for mopeds and spent the afternoon driving around the Island. We left Oaks Bluffs towards Edgartown, still had time for an afternoon drink and then headed to Vineyard’s Haven to see a famous lighthouse. I must say it was truly disappointing; I did not even take a picture of how small it was… But we had so much fun driving around! I am still waiting for some pictures of me and Shilpa, super stylish in our little yellow scooter but in the meantime posted some in my picasa album
I took it easy that night, and after a great Mexican dinner decided to have an early sleep, to be interrupted some 2 hours later as the entire group arrived from the bar. It was totally fine for me (sorry Christine) since I was so tired I just kept on sleeping to the lullaby sound of their voices, haha. The only bad thing is that I woke up Sunday at 8am for a really rainy and ugly day. We ended up taking off really early and all decided to have super productive afternoons of work. I am procrastinating now (new word I learnt) but am hoping to be successful by the end of the night!
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