Go West, young man...the joys of modern air travel…

So we woke at 2ish am and drove to the bus station where we loaded up and were off promptly at 3:15am. Two hours, some nice orange juice and rewatching The Queen (in which, Helen Mirren does not “get her kit off” (one of my all time favorite actress quotations)) later and we were at Logan.

There were at least two other dealers on theWe arrived around 5am and got our bags check and were through security in short order - next time everything gets shipped except our carry-ons and clothing. Then came the sitting while trying not to drift off (and miss the flight). flight this morn. The flight was...er...long...and torturous…

Not all that long ago, I flew frequently. I flew frequently for long distances. It never bothered me. That is not the case any longer. I am, I guess, older, bigger, grumpier and/or the airlines have shrunk, you know, everything… The only saving grace was that the gentleman ahead of me did not opt to tilt his seat back…

We arrived at about 11:15am (reflecting the wonderful loss of 3 hours on the way out that are, wickedly, returned to us on the way back). From there, the day radically improved.

We check into the Petite Auberge on Bush St. We have a lovely little room overlooking the private courtyard. I am typing this in the common room downstairs, nibbling on a very nice roasted mushroom spread on fresh french bread and sipping sherry. All hotels should have hors d’overes and wine/sherry in the afternoons. I can’t wait until breakfast in the morning (we are staying here because it is one of my parent’s favorite hotels, 26 rooms and just wonderful). We had a lovely time chatting with a family from Australia here for the weekend.

After checking in, we wandered over to Chinatown. Tomorrow is Chinese New Year and it was very festive and fun to poke about the shops. We had dim sum for lunch at House of Nan King and that was great. Unusual dim sum, no carts, you just say you want it and the chef sends out plate after plate of wonderful things until you realize you have grossly overeaten. Yum.

Serendipity Books and others tomorrow. I’m going to go slip into a coma.