boston, massachusetts to new canaan, connecticut

My living room, my dining room, my home for the next few weeks

​At first, Irina Smirnova, as I knew she was called because of her name t ag and matching pen, was surly, but that was because I hadn't gone to the right counter. After we got to talking, her beautiful blue eyes softened, she re-lived a bus tour she had taken to Chicago and upgraded my car from a compact to an SUV. José in the lot greeted me as a long-lost relative, took the time to find me the most comfortable SUV (a VW Taos) with the best gas mileage and gave me the thumbs up while telling me to have a great trip. It wasn't the white Ford Focus with Florida plates I imagined when I made up the name Old People in Cars on Big Roads, but the joy is in the unexpected.

​Reins Deli for some car candies and the reassuring jewelry store sign - Hardware Store for Women

Old people taking selfies

Pretending to be a tourist in New Canaan

First night in New Canaan and a special treat from my dear sister of some foot reflexology, which somehow fixed my back pains. She followed up with a bruschetta bar for dinner and a little James Herriot before bed.
Off tomorrow early.