vindaloo

Went over to Boston for the weekend..actually to a place called Lowell which is on the outskirts of Boston. Was a harrowing drive as I drove through the night while my friend slept peacefully besides me..I have become one of these expert night drivers that drives all night to make it to the destination by early morning..I thank the coffee companies for their due support...
We got there early in the morning and woke up the other guys as well( If I suffer you suffer too)..had breakfast and set out to Cambridge my probable alma mater..only that I never got accepted because I never applied..(my stratergy to avoid rejection..Dont apply!).

We wandered bout the streets looking for Reese Witherspoon corners with Illegal Blonds..saw the river and yearned to have boats..clicked some snaps in front of the buildings just to remind me of my inferior educational status.

The fun started in the evening when we started the Barbecue cookout. As usual the lighting if the fire was left to me..probably cause I have prior experience in lighting all kinds of Fires..
but sadly in this case the recipient was not the fairer sex but a dark coal which proved to be a fierce adversary and would not succumb to the beatings of Lighter fluid that I gave it. Finally success and I got the Fire started (not that I ever doubted my capabilities.). We cooked chicken breasts and a bunch of wieners on the fire...popped open our Becks and had a nice time with Pink floyd in the background and the occasional firework sparkle in the sky..

For independence day we tried touring the streets of Boston but to our disadvantage got caught in various traffic snarls, largely due to the crowds thronging for firework spectacle at night..Fortunately for me and Arun we got to see quiet a few displays of Fireworks on the way back as I drove like a madman trying to get home before the break of dawn..

Well as the Bostonians say "I need some Irish Coffee"...