ESU Vacation Properties, Profile no. 1

The inaugural ESU summer reunion is less than a year away, and in order to make this event everything we've dreamed of and more, we need to start thinking about the ideal location and the appropriate accommodations that will play host to this illustrious occasion. Indeed, many of us have participated in discussions over the past two years pertaining to this very thing, which has mostly resulted in inconclusive speculation over the particulars, e.g., do we aim for the island in Maine with a custom-built log hunting lodge and marina, or do we settle for the slope-side mansion in Aspen?

These are all questions we will answer in due time, but for now, consider this little gem I happened upon this afternoon in the NYT. It's charming, spacious, comes with a built-in beirut/pong room (complete with overstocked rack of classic pong paddles...and beautiful ocean views), a 14-person dining room table perfect for oversize games of tippy cup (that, again, take place with beautiful ocean views), a roof to piss/boot off of (and an ocean to piss/boot in), and a second-to-none location, right smack dab in the middle of Narragansett Bay. So, not only would this house serve the immediate purpose of playing classy host to drinking and reuniting festivities, but it would also make us the focal point of the ritziest, gaudiest hamlet in all of New England: Newport, RI.

So...something to consider. I know it's not as exuberant as other previously desired alternatives, but the fab and glam of pure luxury will come as we fatten in age and assets. For now though, this "modest" house would definitely fall within the renting power of the 15-20 blossoming professionals we have assembled in this fine cabal. Maybe some day we can even buy this place and use it as an equitable building block for the Maine hunting lodge of our imaginations. It is a buyer's market, friends, it is a buyer's market.

To close, I want to note that this post was not made to appease Max. I've been thinking of posting this ever since I saw it this afternoon, and had to wait until I got home from work to do it. Max, I hope you continue to writhe in the pains of postlessness.