we decided to ditch most of the scheduled events (i.e. panel discussions along the lines of "pointing your daughter in the right direction," as well as "don't be scared of new york city, it's actually quite safe now"), and instead subwayed downtown for falafel from taïm, which we ate on a bench atop the highline. zoë found a popsicle truck that made her so happy. see below: a sublime roasted yellow plum popsicle.
she was already pretty settled in her dorm room, though it was still half-naked, as her roommate's flight was delayed a couple of days.
we drove off and left her there, our girl. our college girl, our city girl.
Looks like a great start! I really think she's in just the right place--I'm only sorry that she can't have hookahs or pets in her dorm!
And I'm jealous of her.
And why can't they have fans?!
in further conversations, we've heard glowing reports of her roommate, too. and melissa, i think fans are allowed but not window fans. and as a matter of fact, she could use one--it's hot on the eighth floor! we tried to find her one before driving down, but apparently there is not a single fan left for sale in the state of maine.
Yeah, we tried to buy a frisbee the other day--went to three stores, no luck. When summer is over in Maine, it's over.
i've noticed it's been halloween in the seasonal aisle at hannaford for several weeks.
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