Though that was pretty great, too.
Mostly because I spent the entire weekend gnawing Newel's ear off in conversation over everything under the sun for four. straight. days. Seriously. We wandered, I yammered.
Visiting this ...
which is one of my favorite places on earth.
Then heading down to our Alma mater where we relived every memory of our beginnings together ... as well as some before there was "us".
We stopped at the dormitory of my freshman year and I pointed out site after site of happenings in my first time away from home. Which window was mine. The sand pit I'd pretended to read books by as boys played "beach" volleyball. The paths I'd taken to campus. The spot where I'd ditched that date who'd decided to use a bush as a bathroom rather than complete the few necessary yards further. The creative invites that got out of hand to the girl's choice dances ....
Still visualizing my footsteps warm on the pavement, we decided to stop at the dorm cafeteria malt shop for old time's sake.
There'd been a remodel since those days but we weren't deterred. We entered what was now called the "Creamery" and moseyed for a milk shake like we'd once owned the place.
"Is this the Cosmo's Connection?" Newel asked the baby faced gal serving on the other side.
"Ummmm ... I don't know what that is .... ", she giggled nervously. "Maybe up at the Wilk ???" she offered with a shrug and glazed over sideways smile.
"Okay." Newel said with a wink in my direction, "How about a Raspberry Pie shake?"
"Ummmm ...." came the bubblegum sweetness once again, "I don't think I have those ingredients .... "
"How old are you?" Newel couldn't help but ask.
"Nineteen" she replied.
It was his turn to glaze. "Ummmm ... that was before you were born ... " he trailed off. In that moment, it was as if the gulf between today and that day parents set me and my suitcase on the outside curb, had swallowed me whole.
This weekend he's off with best friends of those days and beyond, having the time of his life, I am certain. With a view like the one he sent up above there ... how could they not be soaking it all in? I love that they keep in touch and that they keep each other young.
And I find myself content with this girl ... this third wheel on my weekend get away ... because that sparkle in her eye is enough fountain of youth for me.
Even when a college co-ed half my age indirectly tells me differently. And that's a fact.