JudyG went to Meeting in the morning. She's a Quaker. I may go to a Meeting sometime with her, but attending a "open format" gathering of a bunch of doctrinal pacifists the day after a big anti-war protest would not be the wisest thing for me. I could probably keep my mouth shut, but I would not be successful at refraining from rolling my eyes.
The memorable event of the day was having missdimple come pick me up, and we went out to eat and then back to her place to play some cardgames. Over dinner, we swapped family history stories.
JudyG and I hopped on the MBTA to meet
We spent the morning saying goodbye, and then JudyG had leave for one of her jobs. I hiked the couple of blocks to downtown Jamaica Plain to zzbottom and missdimple's home. Paulo and I hung out and chatted. When it was time for me to go, he gave me a ride to the Green Street MBTA station. A hug goodbye, and I started the journey home.
The flight back was as ass-achingly long as usual, especially the EWB/SEA leg. I purchased one of those horseshoe shaped travel pillows, as an experiment. It wasn't a very successful, as I still got a sore neck trying to sleep. It just wasn't "thick" enough to keep my head upright. Maybe I just have a long neck to go with my big head. I did like that fact that the display monitors, when there was no other video playing, showed a constantly updated map showing where we were, along with assorted statistics of interest (airspeed, groundspeed, windspeed, altitude, rate of decent, GMT, time to arrival, etc). It really helped deal with the little part of the brain that is constantly saying "are we there yet?" / "where are we?".
I cannot even imagine taking one of those 12 or 15 hour intercontinental or transoceanic flights. I think I would have to fly "sleeper class" to avoid going absolutely insane. At least until the airlines will make available megabit speed internet access on the wing at a reasonable price.
I arrived at SEA at about quarter to nine, about an hour late, and met