Time to head home
So here I am at an airport again, starting the trek back to Australia. I have a 4:35pm flight that gets into LAX at 8pm local time. Then my plane to Sydney leaves at 10:30pm. While airports are not generally welcoming, I have that feeling of contentment that I'm going home.
This morning I did a lot of walking. After packing up everything at the hotel room, I walked down towards the river. The riverside is beautiful - similar to Lake Burley Griffin in the sense of people walking, jogging, rollerblading and cycling around it. It is a nice day in Boston today, so it was also beautiful in terms of the scenery.



This was probably one of the most enjoyable experiences of the trip in terms of leisure time. I walked back through the government centre area of town alongside the Boston Common, up Newbury Street and then up to Copley Plaza. From there I made my way back to the hotel to check out.

I left my luggage at the hotel and went to have lunch, before heading to the airport. The cab ride was interesting - the driver was of Russian descent and was telling me all about the difference between Russia and other countries. Essentially he was saying that you can't compare them because they're so different, which I guess in a sense is true. I hadn't realised that the cabs don't take credit card, so I had to run in to the terminal to get some more cash to pay him!
Now I'm just waiting for the flight sitting in one of these rocking chairs that are so quaintly placed overlooking the runway.

Well, I guess it adds character to the airport terminal anyway!
This morning I did a lot of walking. After packing up everything at the hotel room, I walked down towards the river. The riverside is beautiful - similar to Lake Burley Griffin in the sense of people walking, jogging, rollerblading and cycling around it. It is a nice day in Boston today, so it was also beautiful in terms of the scenery.
This was probably one of the most enjoyable experiences of the trip in terms of leisure time. I walked back through the government centre area of town alongside the Boston Common, up Newbury Street and then up to Copley Plaza. From there I made my way back to the hotel to check out.
I left my luggage at the hotel and went to have lunch, before heading to the airport. The cab ride was interesting - the driver was of Russian descent and was telling me all about the difference between Russia and other countries. Essentially he was saying that you can't compare them because they're so different, which I guess in a sense is true. I hadn't realised that the cabs don't take credit card, so I had to run in to the terminal to get some more cash to pay him!
Now I'm just waiting for the flight sitting in one of these rocking chairs that are so quaintly placed overlooking the runway.
Well, I guess it adds character to the airport terminal anyway!

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