An early start, checking that we had packed everything and not left anything behind. M is still mourning the nightie that she left in Austin.
We were so pleased that Elizabeth was back from her night shift in time for us to say farewell. She and David have been such wonderful hosts and we shall miss them dreadfully.
David drove us to the airport, which is only a quarter of an hour away. He very kindly parked the car and came in with us to make sure that we were all checked in safely. It was hard saying goodbye, but hopefully R may come out again some time in the New Year.
Our flight to Boston was full, so much so that the airline was asking for volunteers to delay - but we declined the offer as there is only one flight a day on this route.
SLC has two control towers, so we waved to both of them as we knew that Steve was watching us and, hopefully, watching out for us. Despite being number six for takeoff, we managed to get off quickly and safely. Thank you Steve!
To our delight, our 737 climbed out over Antelope Island and we were able to distinguish both the Ranch and the old Homestead that we had seen last month.
After that, it was Rocky Mountains for mile after mile followed by the irrigation circles of the mid-west. R watched "Star Wars - The Force Awakens" with M watching over his shoulder for the scenes shot with the Lake District in the background, all the while M listened to music on the Bose headphones.
Boston airport is huge, so it took us about an hour to get our bags and then transfer to the Rental Car Centre on the edge of the airport to get our rental car. It was dark and pouring with rain - what a change from the arid desert of SLC! The traffic in Boston is always bad, but tonight it was even worse than normal. What with the dark, the rain, the unfamiliar roads and the gridlocked traffic, what should have been a 45 minute drive to Plymouth took two and a half hours!
Eventually we arrived at the hotel just south of Plymouth and checked in. R went to move the car closer to the room, while M went to the room to open it up. Luckily, she got a bit lost and found that behind the hotel there were not only more rooms, but also the Atlantic Ocean right next to the patio. So she went back in to reception and managed to change our room from the front (facing the road) to the back (overlooking the ocean).
So, we went to sleep to the delightful sound of the ocean washing up against the shore outside our window. Magic!
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