About a month and half ago, we took a quick trip to Newport. We wine-tasted at Greenvale Vineyards (which is actually in Portsmouth, a bit north of Newport). It was a beautiful and happy day. I would probably have more things to say about the experience but my geriatric ways
are rearing their ugly.
Moving on.
Ari & I were roommates all four years of college so...
Best Roomies Forever + Ever.
Mel, Amelia & a random dog that lives there.
He was cute.
Until he sloshed around in some massive mud puddles.
Then he was a verrry dirty pup.
But still cute, I suppose, judging from the pic.
After the winery we went into Newport and had a couple hours to explore.
Ari and I had been hell-bent on finding a beach and sunning ourselves.
We had packed a picnic lunch
and booked it to the nearest public source of sand and saltwater.
Little did we know we had a 5 mile roundtrip shlep to get there.
Totally worth it.
Not pictured: high wind conditions.
Ari covered her entire head with a scarf...
'Twas a sunny, happy day.
Ari fell asleep on the bus
--a deep, deep, snoring sleep--
before it started rolling.
I found sand in my hair for a solid week afterwards.
Signs of a good day, yes?
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