|The gang in front of the market.|
But before everything begins, there must always be a bit of quiet time. Well, figuratively speaking. Today, my friends Kaan, Andrew, and Dylan accompanied me to the Ithaca Farmers Market.
The market itself was huge, as far as farmer's markets goes. And the location, at a steamboat dock near the river, was quite beautiful. I managed to try out my first Gyro (a traditional Greek sandwich), while getting an
|Gyros are cool.|
|Quite possibly the only ocarina maker I will ever meet.|
ocarina (a ceramic flute-like instrument) and tasting some of the locally-made ice cream, or in this case, a root beer float.
There were great shops around and the place was crowded, and got even moreso over time. My only disappointment was that I was not able to take the hour-long steamboat lake tour. But that is all okay, it is not a big deal. I had a fantastic time and I am sure my friends did as well.
|A massage train.|
Most importantly, I was able to watch the sunset from Libe Slope, which turned out to be quite beautiful. Teri agreed to come with me and watch, so it was a nice hour of conversation while night fell on us. We discussed what we would be doing when we returned, as well as other things, such as how to define the word corny (I believe it applies to cliche, not overly sentimental). I enjoyed every bit of it and I knew that this week would be fantastic. It seems like things are ending so soon, but in reality, there's still an entire experience to go through. No need to take things slow.