Home sweet home!

It was the last day in Brimfield and we finished loading the last few treasures and waited for the truck to pick up the container and take it to the railroad. We had arranged 12 noon for the pick up so we would have plenty of time to make our 6:05 flight out of Logan.  That would be enough time to drive an hour to the rental truck place, to fill the truck with gas before turning it in (to avoid the $9 per gallon charge), to get a cab and take the 15 minute drive to the Logan Airport in Boston.  We'd get to the airport early, but we could relax and read.  Sounds easy enough!  So, ok...12 noon...1 pm...2pm...finally at 2:50 the container is picked up!  Ok, that is NOT ok!!!  3 hours late - yikes!

Bye Container! See you in California!

Ok, we're still ok...off we go!  An hour drive to return the truck is now much longer because of traffic! Don decides to get off the Freeway and take side streets, but we get into traffic around Harvard and seriously the sidestreet traffic is worse than the Freeway - it was a nightmare! But it was cool to see the Harvard rowing teams practicing in the river as we sat at every red light, except the ones Don ran!!!  We seriously had no green lights!

Beautiful Scenery from the Red Lights

I call ahead and get a taxi to the truck rental place and he's waiting for us when we get there. We get in and I tell him to take any short cut he knows and Don says we'll give him an extra big tip if he get's us there on time.   By this time our flight is scheduled to take off in 40 minutes! Our adoreable taxi driver is now part of our team, and he tells us "I'm the man!"  And off we go!  When he screeched off and dodged in and out of the lanes, I knew we had the right guy!  And then that traffic again! 

The Traffic Never Stopped!

It seemed like a snail pace, and now I'm thinking about the fact that it's Friday, the 13th.  Hmmm?  Being a spirtual person, I try to put no creedance in superstitions, but Friday the 13th???  Maybe God is trying to tell us something.  So, I pray! I ask God to keep the delays going if we're not to get on the plane.  But if we're supposed to make the plane, then he better delay it!!!!  Our plane is supposed to leave at 6:05 and our cute taxi driver gets us there at 5:50 ~ We figured we'll miss it by the time we check our bags and get to the gate!  They tell us to hustle!  We get to gate 33 and the plane has been delayed for 20 minutes!!! Thank you God!!!  I had a fabulous time in Mass, but I'm ready to go home!!!  Even the turbulance doesn't totally freak me out because afterall God held it up for us!!! I love to go, but I love coming home even more!!!

xo ~ Peggy