Old Haunts and the Hospitality of Old Friends

We spent a day in Boston doing a nostalgia tour. We got to revisit some of our regular spots (although the Friendly’s ice cream down the street is now a bank) and show Maggie the important places from her early life (like the gas station where the gentleman predicted I would have a girl – the only person to get it right). 


We stayed with dear and generous friends who we haven’t seen since we left Boston. And who have the best toys, named Fiagro and Lucky! 


Now to push home! Wishing a little bit for a teleporter…

2 thoughts on “Old Haunts and the Hospitality of Old Friends”

  1. Your old friend called and reported that there was a certain level of fatigue detected in all the guests.

    1. So impressed with this troupe of bikers πŸš΄β€β™€οΈ πŸš΄β€β™€οΈ 🚴 🚴 A teleporter would be well deserved after what you have just accomplished 😊😴

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