That’s right folks. I, Tilly was there for all the action. At the Williams Reunion I was a passive observer as the nostalgia and camaraderie took full force on the beautiful campus strewn with 37-year-olds and their hordes of children. After a weekend of bouncing babies and chasing children, Matthew and Robbi provided me with the glorious privilege of running down the tallest mountain in Massachucetts, Mt. Greylock.
If they dropped me off at mountain tops on a regular basis, this internship could last forever. From beautiful Berkshire County, we moved on to meet Matthew’s lovely mother in Andover. There we strolled around the greens of the prestigious Phillips Academy where a recent famous movie was filmed. *(Email me if you know what movie that is and whoever answers correctly may ask me to make them a drawing of anything, and I’ll mail it to you!)*
We went to the ICON7 Illustration Conference for the last part of our trip in Providence, Rhode Island where so many things happened and even more were seen by my eyes as I walked through the city with August strapped to my chest. There were men making a tape mural on the side of the hotel we stayed in. They’ve made more than FIVE HUNDRED tape murals so far! And they weren’t even very old men.
In fact, they were youngish, and very friendly and knew where to find good pizza. With the intention of following Doug the Baker’s expert opinion for some award-winning, New York style, whole-wheat pizza, we were too wooed by the tape snake men and so we took their recommendation instead.
With my keen navigation skills, and against Robbi and Matthew’s flawed navigation skills, I found the most popular spot to relax by the water in Providence.
“Narragansett Bay Commission. Wet Weather Sewage Discharge” mmm.
After the pleasures of pizza and pondwater, the Idiots had some serious lecturing to listen to at the conference and it was my duty to find food for them to eat between lectures so that they could continue learning with all of their synapses firing properly. And so, with many lectures to attend, and no way to get food except from me at their brief lunch break, they had to take whatever I gave them.
“This Could Be Your Last Five Minutes Alive” … Providence is rough, ya’ll.
Chewy starch log in a soup of Korean spices and mysterious little bits.
And what was there a lot of on this trip? Well, there were a lot of aliens.
Aliens with good taste, I’ll have you know. They had the best seats for the Idiots’ lecture.
There was also a lot of time spent with August while his parents were off becoming smarter and famouser.
And, as I’m learning is the usual with these Idiots and their excursions, there was a lot of stuff.
All in all, a great road trip.