We spent the day before the last day of the year recovering (doing laundry) from NYC. Kent and Noelene headed up to Gloucester/Cape Ann for a drive. After they got back we tried an Italian restaurant in the North End together. The restaurant G'Viannis was fabulous--wonderful atmosphere and amazing food. Our trouble was the waiting outside for over an hour in freezing temperatures. No one was too comfortable and I was kind of afraid we'd never thaw Noelene out. I guess that is what happens when there are only 6-8 tables in the whole place. We felt pretty bad that our awesome friend/babysitter for the night had to stay an extra two hours than she planned! Sorry Sarah, we owe you one!
I wanted to see the Newport Mansions in all of their decorated glory so that is what we did for New Year's Eve. We walked through the Breakers and I was in awe of the classy Christmas adornment.
Outside the Breakers
The view from the balcony across the grounds and into the ocean wasn't as breathtaking as it was in the summer. The outdoor balcony is closed off by a temporary window structure (and rightly so...BURR) but it takes away from the shock value of the landscape.
Kent and Noelene toured another mansion while we fed the boys lunch and looked around some of the quaint little shops. Grandma and Grandpa took the boys home so we could run a few errands on our way back.
We drove out of Newport a different direction than we'd come in and we got some astonishing views of the ocean. Brad was pretty sure we drove by the Navy base where he'll attend officer training during the summer of 2012.
We were able to make a return at the Bass Outlet and by splitting up later (since most everything closes at 6 on New Year's Eve) a very quick stop at BJ's and Ikea. After we pulled out of the outlet mall I asked Brad if he could believe it had been an entire year since we'd been to Phoenix together. He said yes, it had been a really hard year. I know he's felt busy and a little frustrated with school but I had no idea he felt quite that way. He says the second semester of second year and the first semester of third year were the roughest so far. I wish I could have been a little more supportive!
