So, I made it to Boston safe and sound, thank goodness.
I only have 20 mins until I get on my flight to London, which doesn’t have any wifi, TVs, or hallmark of modern technological civilization, apparently.
It’s fine. I’m not panicking about being on a metal bird for 6 hours with no wifi…not one bit.
Can you tell I’m lying so hard?
So, this part of the journey is difficult. I’m a little under halfway through and I can smell that my arm pits are working overtime to thrust me into embarrassment about the way I smell.
My luggage got flagged to be opened up again, which I think is definitely due to my tins. But they were also flagging like every other piece of luggage going through the machine, so who knows?
Anyway, I finally got through security and went to grab some food, and I ended up sitting with two French women. So I got to practice my French, at least! It was really nice. They had just visited NYC, and since I’m from there we got to bond over our mutual love for New York.
The sun sets beautifully in Boston, and it’s become a nice opportunity to relax after the hectic bustle of this layover.
I have a cousin who goes to Boston U, and it turns out that she’s flying in at 10:30! I thought I would get the chance to see her, but my flight leaves at 9:40. We’re going to just miss each other.
Wish us travelers luck!