On the road again… This trip began with a train ride. Amtrak arrived an hour late but the stationmaster made popcorn while we waited, so I was happy.

I made it to NYC after meeting someone who knows someone I know on the train. We hugged and said goodbye when we reached Penn Station. Small world, big city.

I spent the night with my friend, Anne, and got to see her adorable girls in the sweaters I knit them on Baker’s Island. They wore them to school!!

I sat and knit on the porch at the library in the company of this bright yellow bird, which was the same color as the leaves. Then I found a quilt exhibit at the American Museum of Folk Art. Beautiful.

I flew back to the Adirondacks yesterday afternoon and it was quite different from my trip to Boston. The skies were clear, with few clouds, it was breezy but not gusty and I didn’t have knitting to occupy my hands. I was able to sit up front behind the pilot. He looked so young, I wanted to ask for his driver’s license.

I figured out the seating plan. The pretty young women sit in the copilot seat. My views were fantastic though and he was very happy to act as tour guide.

Marblehead in the foreground, Baker's Island in the middle

I couldn’t see Baker’s Island as well but the view of the Green Mountains, Lake Champlain, the High Peaks and sunset were beautiful. I took lots of pictures but they were mainly through one of the plane’s spinning propellors.

I had a great view of the dashboard with all the instruments. I couldn’t get a clear picture of it because the plan was shaky but there was a plaque with written instructions outlining what to do if the engine stalls. I think they should have that memorized.

I’m enjoying Providence as tourist and mom. Yesterday, I attended a field hockey game played on a field on a roof of a building. Obviously it was a flat roof but it was atop a hill and the wind was blowing at least 25 knots. One of the goal boxes was blown over. I walked the sidelines taking photos to stay warm, which didn’t really work but there were nice views. I was reminded of how much I enjoyed  high school field hockey games.

I got to hang out with Chelsea at her house and she made us breakfast and I made us dinner. More of the same today, with possibly a rugby game and exumba?? class.

I’ve been visiting Providence for three years but this is my first walking tour. This is the best way to see the buildings, skyline and clouds.

My journey began from this tiny airport. The pilot (no attendant aboard) warned all 9 passengers it would be a rough trip. It was! I tried to remain calm with knitting and music as the plane dropped, pitched and yawed. Then when we landed he said it was better than expected. Holy cow. The plane was so small, one passenger sat in the co-pilot seat (and chatted way too much with the pilot) and they weighed us and told me I had to sit in the back. My seat mate was ashen green when she got off the plane. Maybe if I eat a lot this trip, I can be co-pilot.

This is a pretty nice final resting place. I only need an interim resting place. Today we opened three months of mail, which led to endless phone calls to insurance, satellite companies and the kindle support team.

I knew I was in trouble when the first person I spoke to at Dish satellite company didn’t know what a World Series was. 

Mail’s been sorted, house is clean; onto laundry and a hike in the morning.