On The Road Again

I'm on the road again. Let me explain.  No, there is too much.  Let me sum up.

Niagara Falls

Lots of water going over a cliff.  I forgot my passport so I had to look from the USA side.  From the Canadian side, it's lots of water going over a cliff, eh?  I brought the water with me: it rained all the way to Martha's Vineyard.  I still did it in a day.  At 61 mph (62 gets you hydroplaning), it was a long day.

Martha's Vineyard


How to encapsulate a week?    I am tanned, plied with fudge, and not unbitten by numerous mosquitos.  MV is an island with beaches, farmer's markets, farmers, artisans, and more college students with summer jobs then you can shake a stick at.  I think they're all there, in fact.  If yours is missing go look there.

I spent time with Hildreth's family and we had a visit from Madeleine.  They are just grand, in the 19th century sense of that word. And most of them are foodies.  I have yet to see my portion of the grocery bill, but hear me: It was worth it.  Quahog stew.  Lobster bisque.  A delicious whitefish I can't remember the name of.  My contribution was the numerous wines from Galena.  The Pinot was particularly nice, thanks Jane!

Harvard, MIT, Wellesley


Harvard has a yard, but all the interesting stuff doesn't happen there.  Here's a school that's so old it predates the subway that runs underneath it, and it pays said subway a considerable annual sum to get them to slow their trains as they go under the school.  Can you imagine being awakened in the middle of a lecture by a rumbling subterranean beast?  Inconceivable.

MIT has a hallway that is as long as several buildings put end to end, because that it what it does.  It is called the Infinite Hallway for that reason.  Haven't these people heard of finite approximations?

Wellesley looks like Hogwarts, except without the dragons.  There is a lake, though.

NYC


Walked through Central Park and had dinner at Table d'Hotes (Thanks, Delia!) which was veal parmigiano with risotto and spinach, followed by poached pears with raspberry ice gelato.

Jersey City


is where I am as I write this.  There's a shuttle to NYC so I don't have to drive through it again.  I could, but Paris was easier because the cars move fast.  Boston was easier because the cars move.  Rudely, but they move. In NYC, they just kinda stop.

Tomorrow


The Museum Mile