And on the 8th day they rested. Sort of. Eventually. First was the hunt for breakfast – always an adventure at this hotel.Jen had brought me half a cannoli last night so I at that while we got ready.I was NOT hungry.Cheryl was in the mood for eggs and hash browns. We found a restaurant […]
So here’s the plan. Let see how we did. 1. Breakfast was a typical hotel breakfast2. The walk was pretty easy 3. The Summit was both frustrating and amazing.Our tickets were for 9:00 but even then the line was brutal. It was close to 9:30 by the time we got thru security, the video on
Up, breakfast, and out the door. Arriving at Boston South station we checked the screens (our train hadn’t been assigned a platform yet) and raided the snack stand. While waiting for the snackers I was approached by a nice gentleman with a Boston accent and an official shirt. He inquired about our plans and suggested
We were up and on an early Uber to the airport. Arriving we dropped one bag, quickly passed thru security and got in the LONG line for passport control.That line moved relatively quickly and we were soon chatting with the Border Patrol agent – who informed us that we have Global Entry, so we could
Up and at ’em!After a brief visit to Tim Hortans across the street, We joined the Hunts for an Uber ride to Union Station, Where we caught the train to Niagara Falls (Canada). We stopped for lunch near the train station before taking the bus to meet 350,000 of our closest friends at the falls
With no real plans for today we set out looking for a likely breakfast place. Along the way we got a text from Brad – Interest in heading somewhere and getting breakfast along the way? You Bet! So we met up with Brad, Lily, and Carl to do a bit of exploring. Our Uber driver
We finally rolled over this morning at 8:45. It’s really strange to sleep that late. We were down to breakfast by 9:30 where we met several of the relatives on the patio. We ate and sat around talking until it was time for Ralph and Anjar to return his rental car and Cheryl and me
Slept in a bit this morning from our normal “road trip time.” The alarm went off at 4:30 but (as normal) we were already awake. Sigh. We dressed and such and followed our lists, checking the last box at 5:00 in time for Cheryl to wander out front to flag down the Uber who couldn’t
…and back to the airport where we joined 3.5 million of our closest football fan friends to clear security, grab a bit of breakfast, a cup of coffee, and board the plane for our final leg. Things went pretty smoothly from that point. We landed in Boise, retrieved our suitcases from the friendly lady at