I should start of my saying that there is a bit of a dispute as to where my I was actually heading – not that I did didn't know where I was going. More to the point, my friend passionately disputes where she actually lives….
A bus, train and car ride later, I was in Bootjack enjoying the beautiful outdoors and of course, fantastic company (including the new addition to the family) indulging in our usual wild womanness. There was the usual "you guys are crazy", See's nuts and chews and chatting over coffee. What a great couple of days.
A small sidebar if you please – if you haven't experienced the wonders of Amtrack travel, you are missing out. It may take a bit longer but (in my humble opinion) it TOTALLY beats having to drive yourself and/or taking a plane – there are no searches which violate your person, there is a food car that serves wine and beer (here here), the seats actually recline AND plenty of legroom (not that this is incredibly important for someone of my stature but a bonus nonetheless).
You can get to the album here: Bootjack Bound
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