Howdy, folks! I just got back from a week and a half trip to my hometown of Buffalo, NY. And, as with every time I go home, I found myself in a struggle between wanting to do/eat/see ALL THE THINGS and wanting to hang out on my parent’s enormous couch watching television in real time. (I only have Internet TV here in Michigan, so it’s always a treat to watch shows when everybody else is watching them, so I can know what people are talking about on the Twitter.)
I have to say I think the couch won this time. This wasn’t a total failure. I was able to introduce my parents to the wonder that is Bachelor in Paradise. (Let’s just say they were less than impressed. Especially when they found out that it’s on two days a week. And that I would be watching it both of those days; therefore, making it impossible for them to watch anything semi-decent.)
Anyway, let’s talk about what I did actually do/see/eat while I was there.
1. I haven’t been to Letchworth State Park since I was a little kid, so I was super excited to go there with my dad and my sister. Dubbed “The Grand Canyon of the East,” the park has all these amazing ravines and beautiful waterfalls and it was simply stunning.
We were going do the hike between the three major waterfalls in the park, which the park ranger assured us was an easy four-mile hike round trip. But then we ended up going down the wrong path and my sister accidentally fell and punched a small child, and we decided it was best to just drive between the falls before we ended up lost in the woods/maiming any other small children.
And then because we saved so much time by not hiking, we had plenty of time to go to the new brewery in my parent’s town for celebratory, we-almost-hiked-four-miles beer.
2. I also went to the Erie County Fair, while I was home. This fair was basically my Disney Land growing up, since my family never went to Disney Land when I was growing up. Or really anywhere ever.
I would spend the entire year looking forward to fair-week and plotting out how I’d spend the money my parents would give me to buy exactly one food item at the fair. Which is ridiculous because I always ended up eating fried dough. I mean, OF COURSE.
Let’s just say, not much has changed.
Except this time I’m buying fried dough with my own dough (ahem).
3. Also, ALSO, my parents had five (FIVE!) baby kitties that had been rescued from a neighbor’s barn.
Speaking of Disney Land, this was basically my crazy cat lady version of Disney Land. I mean, LOOK AT THESE FACES.
I’m really kind of shocked I didn’t bring them all back to Michigan with me.
The only reason why I didn’t is because I’m pretty sure George would murder me in my sleep if I brought any other cats into my apartment. She’s pretty certain she’s the only cat in the universe. And, yeah, sure maybe she doesn’t want to sit in my lap EVER and acts like I’m torturing her every time I attempt to cuddle with her, but if she saw another cat doing that with me? Omigod, you guys, my life would be OVER.
4. Even though I didn’t get to see a whole lot in Buffalo while I was there, I have to say each time I go home, I’m amazed at how much it’s changed and how awesome it’s become and how many cool things there are to do in the city. I mean there are food trucks everywhere and the waterfront is crazy and I kept on reading about all these fun, free events that I was like, “I SHOULD GO TO THAT,” and then I wouldn’t because all those kittens aren’t just going to pet themselves.
I kind of secretly want to move back and live downtown and do yoga on the waterfront and eat at food trucks every night.
Be we all know what would REALLY happen if I moved back.
(Namely: me, on my parent’s couch, with kittens and reality TV.)
5. On my way to Buffalo, I stopped in Stratford, Ontario, to go to the Stratford Festival like the good little theater nerd that I am. (I saw Hamlet. It was super good. And funny. I don’t remember Hamlet being so funny, you guys.)
Stratford is pretty much the most adorable town on the face of the earth. All the government buildings look like castles and there are swans just walking around like that’s a normal thing.
Plus, my hotel, which I was super worried about because all the reviews on TripAdvisor were like “YOU WILL DIE IF YOU STAY HERE,” ended up being pretty adorable, too. The beds were all lumpy but in a charming way, and they gave me real keys!
I guess one person’s “YOU WILL DIE IF YOU STAY HERE,” is another person’s charming. Tomato, tomaahhto, as they say.
6. I snapped this pic of my roadside, picnic lunch as I was driving home to Michigan on Friday. Because I’m the kind of food nerd who packs cheese curds and cured meats on road trips.
And then I promptly spilled the oil from the olive container all over my car.
I have a feeling if I just ate pizza at the pitstop Sbarro like a normal human, I wouldn’t have these problems.
7. You guys, you guys, YOU GUYS, tomorrow is the reading I’m doing with two other writers!!! GAHHH!!!
I’ve stopped freaking out about what I’m going to read, and started freaking out about what I’m going to wear.
This is not because I’ve actually decided what I’m going to read, it’s just because deciding what I’m going to wear seems slightly less panic-attack-inducing.
So what says “Fancy-pants writer-person” to you? Black pants and dressy top? Cute, summery dress and lightweight cardigan? Full-body chicken costume?
(Admittedly, the last one doesn’t sound very fancy-pants or writer-person, but it does sound like it would cover up all the hives I’m undoubtedly going to have.)
My two cents: LOTS of pants.
Because anyone who says, “You can just buy it there,” has never had to spend an entire day searching through a Malaysian shopping mall trying to find a pair of pants that actually fit over their thighs and aren’t made of spandex.
9. Admittedly, when I first saw this article about the struggle of being pretty and traveling solo, I thought, “Ugghhh.”
But after thinking about it, I kind of have to agree with her. It’s not easy traveling solo as a foreign female no matter what you look like. You get a lot of stares and unwanted male attention. But there have been a number of times where I’ve been traveling and I’ve been grateful for the fact that I don’t stand out that much. I don’t fit in, either, mind you. But as a bigger girl who’s not conventionally beautiful, I can often kind of fly under the radar. Whereas, I’ve traveled with really pretty friends, and I’ve seen the amount of attention they’ve gotten and thought to myself, “Noooo, thanks.”
10. Stop everything you’re doing and watch this video of a tiny hamster going to Walt Disney World. You’re welcome.
What did you do/eat/see this week? Tell me all about it!