Express yourself, don't repress yourself.: Boston, evening of day 1

Oh man. Now, I know it wasn't particularly fashionable to wear regular underwear with my yoga pants down to the dining room where I could have myself another cup of coffee, but I hadn't thought I was going to get that many strange looks. But here it seemed that I was getting a lot of glances that lasted about .23 seconds longer than the average. But there were plenty of people as comfortably dressed as I was. Hm.

Well, then maybe it was my hair, which was fluffing out quite a bit from the rain and subsequent humidity. Well, whatever, I think to myself, and sit down to work on my laptop.

Well, the time comes when the battery is low and the room is full and the outlets taken so I wander around to get myself a power outlet. More strange looks ensue. Now I'm starting to check and make sure I don't have something stuck to my butt or face. Everything seems fine.

No power outlet can be found, so I just decide to go up to my room and plug in here. I'm feeling a bit tired and even a little shaky, so it's just as well, I think then.

Then of course, I go to the bathroom and get a look at myself in the mirror. Not only do I have a lovely sunburn, but I also have a burn in the shape of my low v-neck shirt I'd been wearing WITH A LINE ACROSS MY CHEST FROM THE STRAP OF MY CAMERA BAG. So I have odd triangles of sunburn, and a red face.

Yeah. Brilliant Elysia. It's not like you're meeting any important people you want to impress on monday.

Well, it's not too bad, and if I wear sunscreen tomorrow, it should probably be ok by monday. Well, it doesn't seem too bad. I guess I'll have to see, because I'm starting to be able to feel it right about now. But seriously, how dumb do you have to be to think "oh, I'll walk around a city for an entire day outside and be magically sunburn resistant!"

Well, but it was a pretty cool day. And I guess it's better to remind myself of this very important lesson on the first day out and about so I have a chance to remedy the situation.

But yeah, awesome day. Like here is the statue in Harvard square I photographed while getting my sunburn. I particularly like the fact that the three things inscribed on the statue are pretty much lies. John Harvard (nobody knows what he looks like), Founder (no, he just had it renamed after him), and the year, which is incorrect. And someone gave him balloons because it's freshman move-in.

This whole place is just attractive. Not all of it is architecturally picturesque (though much of it is, such as this building that I forget exactly what it was but it's not a church even though it looks like one because it was designed by the freemasons) but it has an appealing visual, to me anyway.

And seriously, I have always wanted to have a bay window, and in this part of town anyway, almost every building seems to be full of them.