Although fog was forecast for today, the sky is clear and blue when we get up. I’m glad that Victoria will get a good view of the city when she flies in.
Mike sits with the charts and works out that Plymouth, south of Boston, will be a good place to beach Jeannius – plenty of wide sandy beaches and a good tidal range, and Sunday will be the day to do it although fog is forecast. If it’s fog like today (ie the invisible kind) that will be fine.
We set off in good time, deciding to take the cheap way to the airport (subway then free airport shuttle) and we are there in the arrivals hall just as Victoria texts to say she has landed. It is just over an hour though until she comes through, by which time I am convinced that she has either not got her luggage or that Border Protection have decided that she hasn’t filled in some vitally unimportant piece of bureaucratic paperwork correctly and are giving her a grilling (it always gets more complicated when a boat is involved).
When she comes through, grinning from ear to ear (and with her luggage) we find out that it was because there were only two officers to deal with all the foreign nationals from 3 international flights, while the long row of officers dealing with US citizens were sitting there twiddling their thumbs. It’s the way of the world.
We take the same route back as it is so easy and are on Jeannius 30 minutes after leaving the terminal. The last time Victoria saw Jeannius was in Knysna, South Africa nearly two years ago, and she didn’t actually sail on her then, just visited her in the marina. Now she has over two weeks with us doing one of the best parts of the coast, Boston to New York.
We laze around for the afternoon then go to Quincy Market and Faneuil Hall in the early evening for some quick Thai – good enough for fast food but not a patch on what we ate last night. We wander around the shops for a while and I buy myself a Red Sox jumper. I am surprised that Mike approves but apparently the owner of the Red Sox has just bought Liverpool Football Club and that makes all the difference. The early start and the time difference begin to take their toll on Victoria (and I’m not far behind her) so we go back to the boat. Boston is actually a small, compact city. There’s time enough to explore more tomorrow.
Photo: Boston skyline at night
How wonderful it is to have the baby bird back in her nest for a while and even better, she excited about beaching the boat. She’s never seen Jeannius’ bottom before!
Position: 42 deg 21 min N, 71 deg 03 min W
Distance so far: 1942 miles
Hi Mike and Jeanie,
ReplyDeleteGood to hear from you both. We have just lived through our first tropical storm (Isaac) here in Wickham Cay. Piece of cake! Wishing you fun with friends and family!