11 September 2003
LEAVING LAS BOSTON.
Woh. After getting back from Madrid, me and Nik packed all our crap into boxes, ants with their sugar-cube missions, and after a week or so of tearful goodbyes we're now finally on the road. Sort of. Pit stop first in Brooklyn to see mummy and daddy. Very tired, to say the least. Boston is gradually chilling itself to a standstill with the advent of Fall--we even heard one newscaster saying, "Well, now that summer's over..." We'll be one step ahead of that advancing cold front across the country.
Within minutes, as soon as Nik gets out of the shower, we're hitting the road again. This time to Buffalo, NY. Home of buffalo wings. Oh, and the Falls.
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