At 7:00 this morning, the weather thing on my phone said it was 46 degrees. The bedroom window was open a few inches, it was chilly in the room, and it was perfect for sleeping. It was tough to get up. Once up, the thermostat showed it was 65 chilly degrees in the house with no other windows open. It was time to chug some hot coffee.
There were plans to be out and about downtown at the Lowell
Kinetic Sculpture Race. Attire was chosen based on being cold inside the house –
a long sleeve tee shirt and a baseball style jacket. There was a chance of
roasting when the temperature warmed up in the afternoon, but it seemed better
to wear a jacket and risk being too warm part of the day than to be cold all day.
Alice in Wonderland team. |
A bit further along, a large group was gathered in front of the library, with most people dressed
in Alice in Wonderland themed costumes. There were countless playing cards, chess pieces, Red Queens, Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee, Mad Hatter, White Rabbit, and of course Alice. We later learned it was an escape-room-style
immersive experience. Downtown sure was busy.
Awards! |
From downtown, it was a short walk to the mud pit, where the people powered machines traveled through deep mud. Race spectators mixed with Alice in Wonderland characters on the walk to the Jeanne D’Arc
mud pit.
After the mud stage, we debated the options to get to the river for the water
challenge. There was a long walk to the river, a long line for a shuttle bus to the river, or we could drive there and hope for parking. Driving won, and while walking back to the garage for the car, we talked
about lunch options and debated visiting Mill No. 5 for the Oddities
Marketplace, which we also wanted to do.
Grilled cheese with tomato soup. |
We finished eating at the time the water event was scheduled to begin, and wondered if we should try and get over to the river. Instead, Mill No. 5 won for proximity, just two-ish blocks away. After wandering around and browsing in the converted mill building, it was back to the race area for the return of the machines across the finish line.
The day had action. Excitement. Many cute dogs to gush over.
Competition. Lunch. Nice weather. What a great day. I almost forgot about the
pointy, freshly broken molar that is threatening to shred my tongue to ribbons before I get in to see the
dentist.
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