Getting picked up and dropped off at the airport. Yea!
A late dinner outside of a little bar on Thursday night.
The absolutely fantastic B&B. It's a great brownstone in a nice neighborhood. On the inside it's very sleek and IKEA. In addition to the rooms, there was a nice living room area and a kitchen that was open to everyone. You didn't have folks doting on you...groceries just magically appeared in the kitchen and you could help yourself. You could even cook if you wanted to.
It was also nice chatting with some of the folks who were staying in the B&B--including rhythm gymnasts and Canadians.
Really good thunderstorms. And actually being inside during a few of them. Ahhh, cuddling.
I kind of like figuring out the mass transit systems in different cities. This stuff stressed me out a lot more the first…