Sunday, July 29. Home at last
We flew home last night, arriving in Boston in a driving rainstorm. We were met at Logan by our daughter Beth, who drove us to Gloucester and then fed us a hearty meal, which we shared with son-in-law Simon's cousin George, his wife and two sons, all just arrived from Manchester, England. We spent an early evening fruitlessly comparing the relative virtues of east-to-west five hour jetlags and west-to-east three hour ones. We decided there was no virtue either way.
Priscilla the Prius, who toyed with the idea of staying in Bellingham, is coming home by truck instead, bringing Carmen the Garmin with her. Both deserve a long rest.
Now to mow the lawn, collect a month's worth of junk mail, renew the newspapers, and get to the beach.
We hope you enjoyed the travelog.
Tom and Joy's Excellent Adventure was lots of fun to read. It was even better to have you in Bellingham for a week!
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