Boston to Amsterdam day one

 My last day in the US

I woke up, Evan made Pumpkin bread and Abbie is getting ready for work. I have a 10 AM train into the city that I can’t miss. Too much to do. Too many people to see. 

Haverhill rolls away and I meet my friend Laurel for my first lunch of the day. Laurel is a friend from California, living in Brooklyn, who happens to be in Boston for Halloween. We catch up at a Brazilian cafe and I’ve encountered Brazilian style hot chocolate for the first time. As far as I can tell this substance is primarily cream with a Nutella sprinkles rum. Absurd and delicious. It’s scalding me as I can’t help but drink it. Laurel has been kind enough to fit me in through her lunch schedule but I had to leave early. Another friend is doing the same thing. 

Stomachache in a glass

Off to second lunch with Emma. We went to Elementary school together and she has been living in Boston for the last few years. There’s a lot to cover and not enough time but we made the most of it. This isn’t her forever home but it’s what she needs in her life now. 

The last photo of me in the US

I make my way to the North End to kill time before my flight. Postcards get stamped and written. I enjoy the fruits of The Big Dig.

Sauron’s tower. Understaffed.

Blue Line

Shuttle

TSA

Walking

Gate Beer

A flight

And the next leg of the adventure begins