I am drawn, I am drawn to the ocean.

• Katie bravely and discreetly rescuing a man at the bus terminal who was unknowingly fettered by a trail of toilet paper, and the passing comment of a passing commuter that it was "straight from a 70's sitcom." Check.
• Laughing the entire train ride with Katie. (Not about the toilet paper.) Check.
• My jaw hurting from laughing so hard. Check.
• Traveling (relatively) long distances by train always reminding me of Harry Potter. Check.
• Putting on pajamas as soon as we got to Brian's, and Katie only doing it if I did it first. Check.
• Pizza and ice cream everyday. Check.
• Brian's dad telling incredibly funny jokes that were not purposefully jokes. Check.
• Watching a beautifully sad, though not depressing movie. Check.
• Cute bathroom/brushing our teeth at the same time moment. Check.
• Waking up to find myself alone in the house, and then Katie downstairs sitting on the porch reflecting/journaling. Check.
• Admiring the beautiful cottage garden we planted on our last visit. Check.
• Wishing Julia was with us. Check.
• 8 choices of cereal. Check.
• Spending upwards of an hour teaching Brian the finer workings of facebook. Check.
• Driving through charming, pretty woods, with charming, pretty houses. Check.
• Wanting to be friends with everyone who lived in said houses. (Even the very conservative.) Check.
• Introducing Katie and Brian to the beautiful band, God Help the Girl. Check.
• My body being in Rhode Island for the first time. Check.
• Running into the ocean with Katie twice. Check.
• Fighting the waves. Check.
• Beach reads consisting of a philosophy book and child's book (though I admittedly read little of either). Check.
• Taking a long walk on the beach, which Katie later discovered spanned from Rhode Island to Massachusetts. Check.
• Being happy to come home from the ocean. Check.