After a long day of the beach and then cooking in the kitchen, Mer passed out early! I woke her up from her little nappity nap, and then she and I took the train back up to NYC so that I could head to...
I had to catch a super-early flight the next morning, so instead of waking Emilie up, I just left her a thank you note (and apparently took this creepy photo of her sleeping. What's wrong with me? Why do I always take pics of sleeping people? Hahaha.)
I woke up early on Saturday morning and went over to Meredith's to wake her up to go to the beach...but not before I snapped a few pics of her sleeping with her one leg up in the air. Hahaha. Then we met up with the Fatty and hopped the subway on out to...
I got home late to find my lovely lady sleeping in her favorite position (feet up in the air crossed at the ankles) and snuck into bed with her, happy to be home. As difficult as my trip was, it was also one of the most rewarding experiences I've ever had - so if you have any interest at all, I highly recommend it. (Although, I found it very hard to keep up the expected practice once I returned to my normal life. According to the Vispassana way, you're supposed to meditate for at least two hours every day, and you're also supposed to abstain from all intoxicants. I managed to stick with the regiment for about 4 months before I stopped daily practice (and started boozing it up again).
On Tuesday night, Grant, Meredith, Jake and I went down to Amanda's apartment to watch a bunch of movies we'd rented. Meredith fell asleep and was spared.
When I'd come back to Meredith's apartment late at night, 90% of the time I'd find her like this - crashed the fuck out on her futon (with pillows to smoosh her!).