Wednesday 15 May 2024--I take the train to Schiphol, and fly to Boston via Dublin. It's nice that you pass through US customs in Dublin, so that when you arrive in Boston, you can exit the plane and go on your way. There seem to be an awful lot of hoops to jump through in Dublin now, though...I don't remember it being such a trial in previous transits. Can't blame Brexit this time.

I have a nice view of Plum Island on the descent into Logan. My passage through the airport is fast, unhindered by either customs or baggage carousels. Catch the bus to Woburn and drive to Ron's house. He has a beer waiting for me, and we throw around ideas for our next trip. I'm not even home yet.

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