It’s a Beautiful Day in Boston

It would be deceitful to say I awoke joyfully this morning, but the Election came and happened and we need to move forward. I am just relieved that there was no talk of conspiracies and stolen elections – we live in a country where elections are safe and fair and we need to accept the results and move on. Last time was cruel for the country.

My sister awakened me with a beautiful cappuccino and serenaded me with Tom Petty. It took the sting out.

The weather in Boston was balmy, so I borrowed summer clothes and we hit the road.

We took the bus to Harvard Square ($1.70), thinking it might be the last time we see immigrants. We walked past old haunts, had a lovely lunch, and visited a church grave yard dating to the mid 1600’s. I love me a graveyard…. Many revolutionary patriots are buried there. I burst into tears on this emotional day when I saw a gravestone that read “Here lies the body of a Cat”. On further inspection, it read Cap’t something. I dried my eyes and moved on.

We headed back, Lisa drew me a bath, selected fancy shampoo and styled my hair. What a life – sisters are a small miracle.

Off on the T back to the airport where I was met by the crack Virgin Atlantic staff who kindly upgraded our seats. Love this airline.

Met up with Kirsten, did a spin around the new terminal, had a light supper, spoke with Paul and off we go!

Talk to you from across the Pond.