Woke up at a decently respectable hour, A made the regular roti and egg breakfast. Friend SK texted us to check if we wanted to go on a hike, we said yes. He came to pick us up around eleven. We packed up fruits and juices, and headed out for the drive and hike.
After driving in his low-profile two-door toyota car for 40-ish minutes, we came to the cougar mountains. The skies looked dark but offensively so. It rained a bit but stopped soon after. Through the course of our hour-and-half uphill climb, we took our jackets and put them back on a dozen times at least, because the sun was playing hide-and-seek with the clouds, and there was random drizzle in between. Took photo of some sick pattern on the rock and wood as well.
We spent an hour conservatively at the top of the mountain appreciating the scenery, and playing with friendly dogs who'd come to smell us. Most importantly there was an older man who was setting up his paraglider and about to jump, and it took him forever. We just wanted to see him jump off the cliff and watch how he would soar in the skies. For a moment I was concerned he'd be too pressured by the increasingly large crowd of onlookers waiting for him to fly, and jump even when it was not the right time too. Fortunately he seemed like a patient and experienced man and jumped when the winds were the strongest. After watching him disappear around the mountain -- the landing spot was supposed to be the parking lot where we'd started -- and finishing our supplies of coconut water and fruits, we started the downward hike. It was less than half the length of the climb, and quite easy. The rain-shine had accelerated at this point, and we did get some rain, but it didn't matter, we got into the car right on time.
The boys found a nice place to get burger sandwiches 20 mins away, we stopped there. It was really hot and sunny outside, and the view from the parking lot was incredible! The place was called Grill On! I really enjoyed their food, the vegetarian option tasted no worse than their best meat option they had probably. I'd eat there every once a while if it were somewhere close and accessible to me. After spending a long time reminiscing over the good, strange wild old days, we packed up, and headed to Bellevue, to the indian grocery store.
AS and SK spent like 30 minutes in the grocery store, so many options, way too many frozen foods. And a packet of frozen momo cost fourteen bucks, they got like five of each. I helped out A with his groceries, and it was haha shockingly unreasonably expensive. This is ripe for disruption if I may say so, Boston grocery prices in Indian stores are much more reasonable.
Headed home, my workplace had been setup, so I wrote a bunch. Napped for a few hours. We cooked rice dal and bokchoy and gobbled it up. Tried sleeping at night, but because of the nap it was hard to do so. Until wee hours of the morning we were both up, until somehow I fell asleep. Got up again in few short hours and couldn't go back to sleep. Wrote a couple of lameass love poems, sent them to places where they need to go, and slept again for a while. Got up soon again, early for the job.
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