Zen Place #2

Okay, I know I have discussed my Zen Places in a previous post, but one of these is so important to me that I feel the need to dedicate a full post to it.

 Castle Island aka Fort Independence aka City Point (for anyone over 50 really). The area has three claims to fame really:

1) The fort's historical involvement in the War of 1812 and the American Revolution before that
2) The alleged inspiration for Edgar Allen Poe's "The Cask of Amontillado" (Poe was stationed at the fort while in the army)
3) Las, but not least: Sullivan's (Sully's to the locals)!

My favorite thing in the entire world to do on an afternoon at Castle Island is to: grab some fries and a soda from Sully's, meander around to the other side of the Fort and people watch. A picture is worth a thousand words, so here is my photo documentary from my last visit :)

Sitting on the fort, I-pod ready

Cruise ship pulling in to port

Panorama from my seat

Plane landing in the distance at Logan

One of the (small) beaches Castle Island has to offer

Fort Independence

Cannons on the Fort

A prison cell? Fort Independence was home to Massachusetts' first state prison

Plaque about Fort Independence

The famous Sully's! Celebrating 60 years!

The pigeons outside are FAT!

My only regret is that I haven't actually been inside Fort Independence since I was thirteen years old. My goal is to remedy that Labor Day weekend. Expect another photo documentary if I succeed :)

Decaffeination Nation...not as easy as I had hoped

I have been delaying the inevitable regarding a caffeine update because...quite honestly? I am embarassed and ashamed at my lack of progress. I never took into account 1) how addicitve this substance is and 2) how painful it can be to stop.

I moved down to the smallest iced coffee that Starbucks sells this past Monday. Thankfully I was off from work because I spent most of Monday and Tuesday with a dull migraine. Believe it or not, this was the more pleasant of the two downsizes.

The previous downsize from Venti to Grande was TORTURE. The first few days were fine, but the four day migraine that followed Fourth of July weekend was enough to cause me to delay my next step as long as possible. The trauma was compounded by the migraine hitting an hour from home and getting caught in MedFlight traffic from a car accident (not me).

Today is day three on the Grande to Tall downsize. So far so good today...but we'll see how the coming days progress! Cross your fingers folks.



Tall coffee: Day One

 

Size Comparison with Wall-E