The flight from Phoenix to Boston was uneventful. We had decent aisle seats towards the front of the plane in cattle call and the flight was on time. I had two young (thin) girls sitting next to me and the seat next to Binita was empty. On the window seat by Binita was a guy dressed in a bright yellow Boston Marathon long-sleeve t-shirt. He was obviously a veteran of a few races! By the time we reached Boston, got our luggage and checked in to the hotel, it was dinner time. We went out to a sushi restaurant called Haru and ate heartily.
Boston Marathon spirit is everywhere. During the shuttle-ride from the airport to the hotel (Hilton Back Bay), we saw plenty of people wearing Boston Marathon clothes. At the hotel in the lobby, there were at least a dozen people in bright blues, purples and yellows. The conversation and vibe were centered around the marathon. It was EXACTLY as I had expected.
I can’t wait for tomorrow and Sunday and Monday. I’m sure I’ll be like a kid in a candy store at the Expo tomorrow!