Well, we made it. After 2200 miles, a half-day delay in Nashville due to a broken trailer, four nights of sleeping in hotels and at friends’ houses, countless rest-stop bathrooms and a whole lot of gas money, we arrived in Boston last Thursday night, laaaate. Our dear friends Abi and Nate met us with hugs, then housed us in their adorable Waltham (west of Boston) apartment for a night. And then the next day, we began the process of hauling boxes and furniture upstairs, unpacking and settling in.
We still don’t have Internet, so I’m typing this from the Panera Bread down the street. I’m slowly finding my bearings, locating the grocery store, the pharmacy, the hardware store, the yoga studio, and yes, the beach. I filled lots of shelves with books today, and tomorrow I’ll start filling walls with beloved photos. I cooked our first meal in our new kitchen last night, and we ate it on our adorable front patio.
Pictures to come, of course, and more stories about our new life. But for now I’ll just say: we’re here. And so glad to be.
cakes, tea and dreams 
YAY! so glad- I felt so bad that I missed your call- on that particular day my iPhone was at the Apple Genius Bar being repaired after my toddler launched it! Looking forward to the stories and images! xoxo
This is so exciting! There is so much about Boston that I don’t know and I’m so glad to learn it through your eyes! Enjoy the adventure.
So glad you’ve safely arrived! I can NOT wait to see pictures and, like Felic, get to Boston through your eyes.
Congrats on coming “home”! Hope the transition goes well. 🙂
So glad that you’re in your new home and settling in. Looking forward to photos and stories as well!
Oh, Katie! I’m just getting to catch up on my happy blog reading! I hear ya about the trailer – there’s always an adventure! Happy to hear you’re settling ing!
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