Princeton, New Jersey

It's a beautiful day. I've never seen rain look so pretty.

I woke up this morning in a groggy state. I never seem to get enough sleep at night. But it's another exciting day on the east coast. Nate is in the living room having a meeting with one of his RAs and Rachel is still in the next room. I pull myself out of bed and peek my head out to see if I could take a shower, but decide it's best to wait until his meeting is over. Silently I close the door and let my brain start thinking. I look at my cell phone and remember to call United Airlines wondering if I should extend my stay here in the east coast or not.

Why not. I look up the number and decide to leave Monday afternoon on the 3:40pm flight out of JFK. Monday it is! I hang up the phone and think to myself...now what? Lol. As if I had any plans (I don't). A second later I hear a knock on the door. Nate's done with his meeting and it's time to eat breakfast (Captain Crunch yum) and take a shower to get ready for a day trip to Princeton.

Princeton is gorgeous. High class. Historic. Sophisticated. Sophisticated...that's the word I would use if I had to decribe it in one word. We turn onto Washinton Street and it is a paved road lined with trees a mile down. Everything is so green and lush. The sky is overcast just right to give that emotional effect. From this street, we pull into the town itself and I turn into a puppy in the back seat, looking everywhere and amazed by everything. All the buildings on campus are bricks and stone and look like they were just built...how they keep them looking that good is amazing. Students are walking around and they are all dressed up nice and preppy. We pull further into town on the edge of campus and you can tell that this is a posh town. Boutiques everywhere. Older people and parents walking down the street in suits and dresses. You could tell that even people dressed casually were dressed casually in fine brands and quality clothing. And the cars were all expensive and shiny. Lots of old money here.

We took a tour of the Morven Museum which is basically the household of the Stockton family (hence the name Stockton everywhere, both in New Jersey and California). It was a good tour. And the garden was beautiful. We hit up an italian place for lunch and the pizza was scrumptious...Chicago style as I was told.

It was starting to rain, so we headed back to the car to pick up umbrellas (just in time too) before heading back to a bakery to try some goodies. They were alright. The chocolate cake was too rich for my taste and the pastry was too buttery. We walked further into town and then back towards the campus. I asked if we could walk into campus and they said sure so we headed into the stone walls of Princeton University. My goodness. I've never seen anything like it. It's like stepping into Harry Potter or something of the sort. Beautiful architecture. Green trees. The dorms looked like castles. It would be so awesome to go here. We stopped by the Art Museum and University Store before leaving and I picked up a duffle bag, more for the purpose of carrying other items I'd bought in New York. Course, I'd feel a little silly since carrying around the bag in California when I never went to Princeton U so it would be a little tricky. But oh well it's my memorabalia of this beautiful place.

My toes were squishing in my shoes by the time we got back to the car. It took a while to get out of town with the one lone street to head out in and traffic building up. I was tired. When we got back to Rutgers, Rachel proceeded to pass out right away and I repacked my bags using my Princeton duffle. Perfect. :) Now I can take a nap before dinner and a train back to NYC tonight. Oh how I love the east coast.