Dancing in the green(er) grass

We had a three day weekend, so today is a little rough back at work. Thursday night we flew to North Carolina for a wedding and to hang out with friends. After the expected delay offered to us by NWA, we got into Chapel Hill around 11:00 pm. It made for a short night, but that was good to help get the day started on Friday. The weather was awesome so G and I headed to Weaver Street for breakfast and people watching. For those of you who are unfamiliar with Weaver Street it is a Co-Op in Carrboro that has a great hot bar and a really big area for people to hang out and eat, dance, play with their dogs, hula-hoop, and basically whatever else the hippies feel like. We spent a few hours there and then headed to the LBS to rent some bikes. After getting my sweet new ride I took of for lap around Chapel Hill and then headed to the Disc Golf Course for a round. Although the weather was great it’s never as fun playing by yourself as it is with friends. After totally throwing my arm out I headed back to Weaver Street for some lunch and to meet up with Jeff and G. Friday night was totally balls to the wall that started out with Mexican and pitchers of strong Rita’s, and ended with late night shots, cheese fries, and wings.

The wedding was pretty good on Saturday. G ran into a lot of people from grad. School and I ran into a lot of Makers Mark. There was no embarrassing dancing, well at least coming from me or G. There was however plenty to be watched. We finished the night back at Jeffs with some quality Playstation time. Sunday was relaxation involving Weaver Street, lounging in the shade, and then time at the airport. All in all it was a great trip.

After you move away from an area that you had spent a significant amount of time in, its always nice to go back and visit. This trip was really nice because we hadn’t been back to NC in a while, we had good friends to spend the entire time with, and the weather was perfect. Whenever you get those three things in combination its always easy to second guess your decision to leave. If you add in to the equation that you may not be the happiest with some part of your new situation (not liking your job) it is easy to think the grass is greener in the place you left. G and I are finally to the point in our new life here in Mpls. that we are establishing friendships and starting to feel at home. Do trips like this past weekend make it harder to see the light or is it just enforcing/highlighting the great friendship you have made in you life? I think it may be the latter, but the idea of moving back to an area where you are able to ride outdoors year round with good friends was pretty enticing this weekend.