Rhode Island

Ok, so I am currently finishing up this post on Barbs computer because after last weeks Sunday happy my computer FUCKING CRASHED!!!! Yup, right after I joke about my computer dying, it did. Lesson learned, do not joke about the death of computer on computer. (to Barbs computer in which I am currently using...do not die!) I was able to get some of  my pictures off of the computer before the crash so that's a plus, but most of them are gone. At least I got some from my trip. Oh well, what you gonna do? 

Anywho, Rhode Island, the tiny little state south of Vermont that I never really go to because the family that lives there alway come up here. But as we were driving home after our visit we realized that we live pretty close (4.5 hours) and need to visit more often. Rhode Island is petty cool. 

Our trip was short but sweet. We stayed with David and Lori in there super cute and cozy beach cottage where were got to sleep on there porch and walk along the beach before the sun even came up. We filled our time having out with David and Lori doing the fun things you do. We went to the farmers market and got some apple and hung out with the alpacas. Spent some time at the ocean which was pretty great because we don't get much ocean around here. The sky was grey and clouded and perfect for for rock and shell hunting.. I honestly don't think I would have enjoyed it as much if it were sunny. I needed the grey.  We also made our way to an antique shop that was basically thousands of old wooded furniture pieces stacked in large, very scary looking piles, and took a  trip around the city to see some of their projects. 

David and Lori do kind of the same thing that the mr and I do except in a big city with way way bigger buildings and have people that work for them to help do it. We got to go take a peek at a couple of their past project that they have completed. Big ass old brick mill buildings turned into lofts and a skinny brick building right in downtown providence with the pretty staircase and a view of some street art (I guess the huge mural was painted by one of the mr's favorite graffiti artists). My favorite place we went to was a place called the Steel Yard. It use to be an actual steel yard but when they tuned the building that it is attached to it into lofts, they tuned the yard into art space. It's like a huge building of steel workers, black smithing, ceramics, and now thanks to Seth who just donated all of his wood working tools and machine, a wood shop. We didn't get to stay for long because they were holing an event, but man was that the coolest space. 

After our adventures we ended up at with Seth and Pam's for dinner.  Their loft is something out of a magazine. Everything from the floors to the high ceilings with all the light to the his and her toilets (that is just genius) and view of the river off of the balcony. The place was amazing and full of all of Seths furniture designs and art and amazing things that the he and Pam have collected from there travels around the world.  The mr ended up inheriting a shit load of Seth's fly fishing fly making stuff (did I say a shit load, cause I meant a fucking shit load) and a bunch of new fly rods . We seriously packed our car full of boxes and boxes of feathers and hooks.The mr is now the happiest fly fisher in the world and is never allowed to buy another fly again.

All in all, a grand little trip hanging out with some pretty amazing humans who happen to be my family. I have a pretty great family. 

Copenhagen

Second leg of our adventure was Copenhagen which was fantastic. The city was beautiful with spindly topped buildings, cobblestone roads and just the smell. The city smelled like one big pastry. I loved it and we have decided that we must go back, just next time in the summer (it was pretty freaking cold and windy)

So we only spend 3 days there, but with what little time we did have, we spent walking, and walking, and walking. We walked our buts off. We figure there is no better way to get a good feel for a place then to walk the streets. And boy was there a lot to see. The bikes alone. Oh man where there so many bikes and the coolest ones at that. (it really made me missed my bike) and again, baked good galore. Everywhere you turned, someone was eating a pastry and the smell just wafted. There were flower shops and flowers on the streets. Little danish art galleries and danish pottery studios (I wish I could have bought it all) And a bike shop on every corner. The coffee was good (far better then Ireland), the veggies were plentyful and the people were very nice.

I have to mention the littles. The place we were staying there was around the block from a little preschool. Every morning I would walk by and see the fleets of moms ans dads biking their littles inbike containers (or thrown over a bike bar) , on their way to school. The kids all wearing the cutest jumpers, laughing and being happy. The preschool itselflooked so cool with huge outdoor space and a nature made playground.. It made the fever great.  I love the way danish people raise and take care of there kids. (maybe we should move to Denmark and have us a cute little that sleeps outsideand smells like a pastry...)

But enough about the littles...  Here are pictures of our adventures. It's funny cause I thought that I was taking a million and one photos, but when I downloaded them, I didn't take as many as I thought. I guess I was so into my made up little danish world that I somewhat neglected the camera which I totally cool with. My head is full of the city.