It's a travel month. We had a surprise phone call today from New Delhi. Joe called. His meetings are over, and he's staying a little but longer for a little tourism. Yesterday he went to the Taj Mahal, which he said he went to with high expectations, but even those were exceeded. He also spent $40 for two drinks. Lots of contrasts, but he says he's really enjoying it. He'll be back on Monday morning. He seems to have forgotten his nightmarish travel over. Hope it's better coming back.
Annie is back in Yunnan, after a week-plus in Malaysia renewing her visa. She sent us some photos; this one here is of a very ornate temple from a town outside Kuala Lumpur called Melaka. Margaret is heading to Boston this weekend for her first ever visit to Fenway. A pilgrimage!
And, we have a nice account from Peter and Janet about their spring trip to Texas. Sounds great. We think David and Paul are in New York city right now, taking in a play among other delights. We had hoped maybe we had a reason to go there, but nothing came of it, so we stayed home. Happily. All this travel by you all is wearing us out.
John and Marilyn are back from Florida, pretty excited by their new digs in Daytona. Something to look forward to during the blah months in late fall and early spring up here. Looks like a lot of fun.
Last weekend, Marj and Lew came up for Saturday night. We had a nice dinner out with Mary's high school friends, one of whom was celebrating her 60th. Looks like I am the last one to fall. While the "girls" were up at MassMoca, Lew and I went to a talk by a historic restoration contractor and architect, who are piecing together what they think is the oldest barn in the country, dating back to 1697. Pretty amazing. This guy has a workshop in which he is putting back together two barns, the other one checks in in the 1790s.
Mary is taking a couple of courses at the local community college, one of which is called "Flora and Fauna in the Berkshires." She has been out taking hikes and is ready to be a tour guide for anyone coming up. Today we did a little bit of the Appalachian Trail, and looked at the new growth in the woods.
She also had her swim team over for a potluck supper on Sunday evening, a cinco de mayo festival of sorts. Well, we had margaritas, and while they may not have met Peter's Texas standards, it's hard not to enjoy one of those.
Looking ahead, we see Sean's birthday and Claire's high school graduation! And a very happy day to all the mothers! Yippee.
Love from up here.
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