I meet some interesting people on the plane. Seems like there were quite a few people from Oregon visiting Boston over the weekend. I even was told that I need to go BACK to Wonderland and go to Kelly’s Roast Beef for the Lobster Roll. I don’t think I’m letting another 20 years go by without a lobster roll. I even scored a free ticket on the way back home by getting bumped off my original flight. The next flight was only an hour-and-a-half later.
I was going to edit the photos on the last post and even make a panorama, but I’m so tired that I barely remember my name. I had a hard time sleeping in the hotel. In fact, this morning the wake up call came when I was brushing my teeth.
Oh, and if anyone was waiting for the picture of my flipping off MIT:
lovely shot of you and your alma mater–and you can’t even really tell it’s pouring.