Fortune is on our side this time. Sometimes there are worms there waiting for the late birds.
Dear friends, I hesitate but have to tell you, that we 8 chose to live on campus at Yale because we are lazy and dependent. Last weekend we went to Boston, with a New York travel agency, for we didn't want to think too much about what when how and why. It turns out fate is on our side this time. Here is how:
1. You know, dear Carrie and Siggy, after we say goodbye after that Thimble Islands tour, we 8 rush with our dinner and then rush to get the bus to the union station to catch the train to New York. We each gets our $ 1.25 ready, but the bus driver says,"No, no....it's broken." We feel very strange. Because with this in China, we will not be allowed in bus, which will be driven away empty. We do not need to pay. OK! But the time! It flies callously. The bus is not in a hurry. Although it does not collect money, it collect people as usual. We begin to worry about the train that will leave at 6:45.
Finally it starts, and we arrive at the station at 6:36 and at the train just before it starts its engine.
2. It is not until the next morning when we are going to meet the travel agent that we realize we may stay some time at Yale as the first attraction. We feel depressed, especially when it grows dark to threaten us with a pouring rain. We do some self-mocking that anyhuu, we get the chance to use our restroom at Yale and to take the umbrella there. We try to ask about the detailed itinerary of the tour from the guide, who feels very lost how we get there with him. Actually, it is the kind Leoking who spoiled us by having done all the things for us and she is not going to Bo. We give up since the guide does not seem very amiable, feeling down down down to the pittest pit.
The turning point comes when the guide finally announces the places we are going. Yale is the last stop! HURAhh~~~~We will not lose any valuable tour time and we will go home as the last stop, not wasting time to go to NY and then back to Yale.
3. Perfect conclusion
We have known that our tour will end at Yale, which is quite satisfying. We even don't want to ask if they can drop us on the nearest place to our dear Calhoun, thinking no matter where they stop, we will find our way home. By~~~~chance, the bus stops right beside our abode, haha! We also get the chance to take photos with the two handsome men having served us.
leisure lady time on the street of Boston
lobster dinner which lingers~~~
the university at Rhode Island that is even more beautiful than Yale
My favorite scene at Vanderbilt Mansion