Here at last…

Here at last…
Boston, MA

Boston, MA


..time to collapse. Or so it feels like after a very tedious flight. The first hurdle was US Immigration and the dreaded ‘Stand Behind The Yellow Line’. The queue that greeted felt like a confirmation of all our fears – there was an Air France flight from Paris in at the same time. The last time I saw a queue that long was for the Tutenkamen exhibition at the British Museum! However when we finally reached the front of the queue the immigration officer was obviously not properly trained because he was cheerful, chatty and friendly – just like the one that let us into San Fran two years ago. They’re going to lose their reputation if they keep this up! From baggage reclaim to the unseasonable blazing heatwave of Boston and the Budget Car courtesy bus. Once more they were cheerful and friendly and packed me off to my bright red Ford Escape SUV in a scarily short time.

The drive from airport to hotel was… interesting. It’s only a handful of miles and most of it’s on the I-93 and a fair bit of it is underneath Boston Harbour where the satnav shrugs and says ‘no signal’. With a six-lane freeway and what seems like random freeway exit numbers, the 15 min journey felt a bit like a videogame, but luckily one that spat us out at the Holiday Inn with no wrong turns and no more drama than a mild coronary. The hotel at least made us welcome, so thankful for that. Time to kick back on the patio ‘cos it’s all go again tomorrow.


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