i opted to run without my camera, even though i had a hard time debating whether i should bring it or not. that camera is just too heavy to hold in my hand while i run. and to strap it along my back, it bounces - i need a specially designed camera bra to keep it in place. it pains me to go anywhere without it, especially if i know there's going to be multiple photo ops, which there was. with the sun slowly setting, everything was bathed in this warm golden glow. everyone had the same idea we had about running so the path was pretty crowded (but not too bad) with some of the hottest bodies in boston running behind and in front of us (including ourselves of course - ahem!). not sure how far the route was, but definitely at least 3 miles along the storrow drive side of the charles river.
crossing the bridge into harvard square, we saw a plane flying overhead. both of us felt a slight sense of dread at seeing a plane, which we now know can easily become a deadly missile. but having planes flying overhead is a reassuring sign that things are going back to normal. we had dinner at skewers, an arabic restaurant. julie had the lamb schwarma platter, i had the falafel lamb schwarma combo, we had stuffed grape leaves as an appetizer, and we both had a mango lassi. once again, i ordered more than i can chew. i think it's because i'm a slow eater. given enough time (like, 2 hours) i can definitely finish a meal that was meant to be consumed in just under 15 minutes.
after dinner, we visited a new alternative clothing store in the garage (the name escapes me at the moment), from the people who brought us newbury comics. part punk wear, part retro-80's, part fetish store, i went in searching for red pants and i found some, but they're styled weird. they also had some red pants for women. i saw a really nice pair of tight vinyl pants, all zippered up in a style known as drive-thru (please use your imagination).