Day 2 Boston...A thoughtful gesture from the hotel...Tom's new laptop...Mini shopping spree!...Sad memories...

The generous gift sent to our hotel room by management of Four Points by Sheraton Norwood.
We apologize for the lack of photos today.  Many photos will be posted tomorrow.  Yesterday's required shopping left me needing my hands free and thus, no additional photos. 

Yesterday morning, after meeting Kelli Boyer in catering at Four Points by Sheraton Norwood as she hosted morning coffee in the lobby we engaged in a delightful conversation. I felt as if I'd known her for a long time.

Later in the day after returning to our hotel room after a much needed and enjoyed shopping trip with Cousin Phyllis, I was pleasantly surprised to find a beautiful platter in our room containing fruit and cheese accompanied by a full bottle of Pinot Noir and Pellegrino. 

As a gift from Kelli and the hotel management, we couldn't have felt more appreciative for the kindly gesture.  Its always the little things in life that leave us feeling warm and fuzzy, often the most simple of gestures, with the most heartfelt of intentions.

Yesterday morning at 10 am we arrived at Costco in Dedham, MA, purchased a new membership when the old membership had expired long ago. Immediately, we dashed to the laptop department and were disappointed to find that they didn't carry Acer laptops.

The options were few when Tom wanted to replace his cracked screen laptop with one with one terabyte with a lighted keyboard and Windows 8.1.  With screams of protest by millions of Windows 8 users worldwide, Microsoft has reduced the installations of Windows 8 or 8.1 worldwide on new computers.

With no laptops in stock meeting his criteria, he had no choice but to purchase the HP display model.  Neither of us have ever been motivated to buy a floor model of any product fearing, as most do, it would be inferior in some manner.

In this case, with little time or motivation to shop further, he decided to make the purchase for US $100 less than the already reduced US $599.  After tech support worked on it for awhile to bring it back to its factory settings, we perused the huge store, in awe of everything we saw. 

We felt like kids in a candy store on visual overload.  With no room for additional weight or space in our luggage we only purchased a pack of four much needed battery powered toothbrushes, a shaver and blades package for me that should last a year at US $29.  (We can't believe the cost of razor blades these days).

With women's razor blades in short supply outside the US, as we moved from location to location I've had no choice but to purchased packages with a new shaver and one extra blade at grocery stores outside the US.  It was impossible to ever find replacement blades for any of the razors I've purchased having to buy new razors every few months.  Very confusing. 

After the US $585 purchase at Costco, we headed back to our hotel to drop off Tom and our purchases.  He had no interest in shopping with Phyllis and I.  She arrived at noon to pick me up for a shopping trip and lunch. 

The prior evening she had insisted on taking our laundry to her favorite laundress to have it washed, dried and folded.  The bag was so heavy Tom carried it out to her car. 

When she arrived the next morning, the laundry was done at a meager cost of only US $23! We'd spent US $34 washing and drying a mere two loads in London while we sat and waited for almost two hours.  We were grateful Phyllis helped us.  There's simply not enough time in Boston to sit in a Laundromat.

As mentioned earlier I needed to purchase bras at Victoria's Secret, a few lightweight cardigan type sweaters at Phyllis's favorite outlet store and toiletries from a Walgreen's store.  Three new bras later at US $148 (no photos necessary), two cardigans and a shirt later, we headed to lunch. 

By 4:30 we were back at our hotel room where we saw the beautiful fruit, cheese, wine and water tray sent by management as appreciation for our mention and quasi review in yesterday's post.

Never having expectations of any type for posting excellent comments about venues, we were shocked and pleased.  We nibbled on what we could sending Phyllis home with the remainder. 

Last night, exhausted from not enough sleep due to the many time changes over the last week sailing across the ocean, we had a casual mediocre dinner at Outback, returning to our hotel by 9 pm.

Today, we'll pick up Phyllis at her home in Stoughton in time for me to help her with a few computer issues.  Then, we off to pick up Uncle Bernie so we can all head to the cemetery of our beloved family.

Of course, it's raining.  It rained the day was Father was buried in October, 1960.  Regardless of the weather, we're going.  If we stood outside in the rain for 90 minutes in Versailles, France, we can stand in the rain at my Father and other family member's grave sites.

With little time for taking photos in these past almost 48 hours in Boston, we wrap up this short post today.  In less than one hour, we're out the door once more.

Tomorrow, we'll post the story of my Father's tragic death with photos.  It will be an emotional experience for me and for Tom, an experience of information gathering to enter into Ancestry.com. 

Perhaps today, the visit with 95 year old Uncle Bernie may fill in some of the blank in my family history that have been impossible to find.  Oddly, he has more of a passion for family history than I.  Some love family history and others are ambivalent about it.

I guess in generations to come, our family need only read this blog to discover more information than they'd ever want or need.  Ah, would that any of us could read about our Grandparent's life and travels in the 1920's.

See you tomorrow, albeit with red rimed eyes and a lump in my throat as my long ago past is quickly brought into the forefront surely eliciting a sense of sorrow and loss, hopefully ending in a sense of discovery and peace.

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Photo from one year ago today, September 16, 2013:

We weren't sure if this was a Monkey or Baboon in the window of the thatched roof of a neighboring house in Kenya, where we lived for three months, one year ago.  For details of that date, please click here.

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