i left my heart in berkeley springs

i spent 20 of the last 88 hours in the car. i don't really remember how to stand and the price of gas really sucks. friday morning my mom and i headed kinda south but mostly eastish to visit my sister in virginia. friday we caught up, ate, did a little wine shopping and then watched a bunch of tv. i heart the soup so i forced my sister to watch it, we ended up laughing so hard we were crying. i think sleep deprivation may have played some part. saturday we got up early, had breakfast and then headed south, again, to williamsburg. i got to play dj on the ride down selecting the songs on the old nomad. i've said it before but i still firmly believe that every road trip must be accompanied by listening to tori amos' "a sorta fairytale" just once. the people who work in the town are for the most part pretty nice, but the tourists and some of the people who live there are some of the biggest bitches i've ever come in contact in my life. if you're from there and you are in fact not a bitch, my apologies. by sunday my patience was wearing very thin and when some lady pushed my mom out of her way i may or may not have implied that the lady had a huge butt. and by implied i mean i in fact said something like "if her butt wasn't so wide maybe she wouldn't have had to knock you out of the way to get through," loud enough for most of the store to hear me. aside from that the town was quaint and pretty and i longed to be 18 again and living on the william and mary campus. but i tend to get like and i have my class of '96 moment. i picture myself on that campus and i find myself drifting off and thinking about a different life. we spent the day sunday shopping at the outlet mall, having some ice cream, and then driving back to my sister's. we tried to kill ourselves with carbs at my favorite italian place in her town and then went home to watch some grey's anatomy. over the course of the weekend we ate so much, and walked so much, that i somehow ended up losing weight. go figure.