Last Minute Trip, Must Be Terrorists

The fact that we scheduled the flight on such short notice got us flagged as suspicious persons. At the last minute, some attentive person realized we hadn't yet been searched (can you believe they almost didn't search us?), and so we were whisked away and frisked away. (It turns out we're not terrorists, just tourists.)

We caught a small connector plane to Boston (but not before Jason managed to say a word that ryhmes with 'gomb'. D'oh!) The flight was bumpy, and the landing gear was loud, but we made it back to terra firma safe and sound. It was Sage's first flight! He demonstrated his enthusiasm by practicing his new 'dig at mommy's insides with my tiny fists' technique.

After arriving at Logan International, we took the Silver Line bus to South Station, against the advice of the Boston Area Subway System trip planner. They might want to work on their route planning algorithm, which suggested a trip with a much longer walk.