Back from Boston

Prepare yourselves for what may quite possibly be the longest update in 'ele:mental' history...

My trip to Boston spanned six days. The primary purpose of my trip was to witness and be a part of the marriage of my older sister, Heidi. It was definitely an experience and to be honest, seeing how much work went into it makes me want to just run away with my (future) wife and get married under a tree or something. Either that, or just let the wedding planner do everything. At any rate, it was a beautiful wedding and everything turned out great. Congratulations to my sister and my now brother-in-law, James.


Birds-eye view of the bride.


Cake-cutting/feeding.


The bride with her parents.


Heidi and James.


L>R: Sam, best man Rob, Heidi, James, me, Mo.


The bride dancing with her father (sorry, blurry).


My cousins and I.


The newlyweds' car after a half-assed job of last minute decorating...

While in Boston, I was reminded of a few things:

• The weather sucks there. It was muggy and stuffy all day and night, with an occasional thunderstorm.
  
  
• People in Boston can't drive. The two most common characteristics of a Boston driver (a.k.a "Masshole"):
  
  
  
  • Swerving in and out of lanes (while often cutting people off) in an attempt to get three car lengths ahead to decrease total travel time by approximately 7 seconds.
    
    
  • When seeing a car ahead of you in the adjacent lane signaling to merge into your lane, don't slow down to make room for them, but rather speed up so that they have an iceberg's chance in hell of actually getting into the lane; then after passing them, merge into their lane triumphantly.
    

I also got a chance to see some old faces from Boston. I will eventually get all of you to move out to California, so just surrender now. It's only a matter of time...


Dim sum in Chinatown, Boston.


Bar on Comm. Ave. (KK, me, CIndy).


Pouring rain on Newbury St. Did I mention that it never rains in NorCal during the summer?


JetBlue should pay me for advertising; scenic mountain ranges.

I also got to see my pug, Joo-reum. He still loves to sniff flowers and then snort in delight.


JooReum often likes to chill out on on the patio.


Sticking out his tongue.


Looking deceptively innocent...

Finally, I brought back a souvenir from Boston. Here's a hint: it's loud, somewhat tenacious, and will often get you intoxicated on any given night out. If you're curious as to what "it" is, come out with us on Friday night.