This morning we took an Uber to the airport and hopped on a direct flight to Boston. The fight was full, but on the other side of Anne sat a younger Asian Indian woman who has recently moved to Saint Louis from Boston. Anne was knitting and this other woman found this fascinating. They talked for the entire two-hour flight. Dave picked us up at Logan. We had to check our bags and even though we first went to the wrong baggage claim, we still beat our wheelie boxes to the carousal. Boston’s traffic was pretty bad, but fortunately Dave and Maren live pretty close to the airport.