To make the move we rented a 12-foot moving truck, which was more space than we needed, but no one likes to rent one way anymore except for truck companies. Granted, when they told us we'd get between 6-10 mpg, we started to question our decision. Fortunately, with a light load and a lot of highway driving, we managed to go 2177.5 miles on 151.773 gallons of fuel, getting approximately 14.34708413 mpg, or about 4 miles better per gallon then the Hummer H2. We did so well, we decided to take a detour through Canada.
That detour probably wasn't the best idea. When we got across the bridge, we didn't know if we needed to go in the "Trucks" or "Autos" line, so we went with the obvious, trucks. When we got up to the booth the lady asked if we were a commercial truck (you could call us a big PENSKE ad), asked for our list of goods (which we didn't have), and asked for our passports (which was a new requirement, and ours were packed in the back of the truck). She scolded us for being unprepared, but after a verbal spanking, she let us through. Apparently we were holding up her line. We had the same trouble leaving Canada too, but only because the man at the border of the USA was surprised we got into Canada to begin with. It's easier to ask for forgiveness than to ask for permission. In our defense, we had checked with the rental company before we left to see if there would be any problems with us driving across the border. Little did they know...
But it was all worth it, just to see the Niagara Falls. That's the one thing Canada has over us, their Niagara Falls are way better then our Niagara Falls. And public health care, they have that too.
Once back in the US of A, we stopped in to visit the Thibaults, Justin's aunt, uncle, and cousin. That visit turned into a two week invasion. Hey, better to ask for forgiveness... Here, Justin is shown shoe shopping with his cousin, Talula. They never did find anything big enough for him.
While shoe shopping didn't go so well, berry picking did. Strawberries, raspberries, and blueberries were all in season and very delicious!
Now for a brief wildlife tour. This is a frog.
This is Woodlina the Woodchuck.
And this is a rabbit. We apologize for the quality of the photos. Animals generally like to come out at dawn and dusk, a.k.a., when the light is poor. But you get the idea.
No, we're not recycling photos from Spain. We happened across a quaint little park in Boston with a rose garden.
In that same park, if they had been having auditions for Snow White, Jessica would have taken the part if she were willing to dye her hair.
They also had a playground, but due to some ageism, someone wasn't allowed on. Humph.
And here is the living room of our new apartment. We're on the fourth floor of a building on Commonwealth Avenue, just over a mile from the Boston University Law School. And with no elevator, we should stay in great shape!
Well, that's all for now. If for some reason this post didn't knock your socks off, hopefully you could still buy a house here.
