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Greyhound did well by me this weekend.
On the way up to Boston, instead of going along I-95 (NYC-New Haven) and then turning north to Hartford and Boston, the driver went up 287 to 684. This was the unofficial Westchester County/Western Connecticut Fall Foliage Tour, lots of yellow trees, and some orange and red ones, and red bushes, and quite a bit of green still, such that I was annoyed when they put a movie on somewhere near Hartford not so much because it wasn't a very good movie, but because the movie images reflected in the bus windows interfered with my looking at the trees.
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adrian_turtle and I did a little wandering yesterday along the Bikeway, which was again yellow trees, red bushes, and green grass, just getting chilly in late afternoon. Looking out her window this morning, under a gray sky, the yellow leaves definitely said "it's fall," though it was quite warm again when I got to Harlem and Inwood this evening.
[We had an excellent time, and I'm not going to post further details of either the conversation or what we did in between conversations.]
On the way up to Boston, instead of going along I-95 (NYC-New Haven) and then turning north to Hartford and Boston, the driver went up 287 to 684. This was the unofficial Westchester County/Western Connecticut Fall Foliage Tour, lots of yellow trees, and some orange and red ones, and red bushes, and quite a bit of green still, such that I was annoyed when they put a movie on somewhere near Hartford not so much because it wasn't a very good movie, but because the movie images reflected in the bus windows interfered with my looking at the trees.
adrian_turtle and I did a little wandering yesterday along the Bikeway, which was again yellow trees, red bushes, and green grass, just getting chilly in late afternoon. Looking out her window this morning, under a gray sky, the yellow leaves definitely said "it's fall," though it was quite warm again when I got to Harlem and Inwood this evening.[We had an excellent time, and I'm not going to post further details of either the conversation or what we did in between conversations.]