Thanksgiving

We had a very nice Thanksgiving week/weekend in Vermont, Massachusetts, and New York. We took the train to Vermont from Philly last Tuesday. It was a long ride and by the end I wished we had driven -- the tracks at the very end of our trip are in desperate need of repair and the train has to move extremely slowly over them. Baby Doodle hadn't taken a nap and was pretty wound up by the time we arrived. I got to visit with an old high school friend who I hadn't seen in nine years, which was really great. On Thanksgiving day we drove to western Mass to my aunt's house where we had a big, delicious meal with lots of my relatives. Since my grandparents died we havn't all been together. It was really nice. My uncle and cousin came from Florida, another cousin came from Wyoming, my father and his wife from DC, and we came from Philly. The others lived in Mass or Vermont. It was a great reunion.

Saturday we went to NY to bury my grandmother's ashes, three years after her death. Then we walked around my parents' old neighborhood. We spent the night in NY with our friend and got to meet her boyfriend of whom I highly approve. Sunday we walked around the city in the rain and looked at the windows at Saks and Lord & Taylor, we showed baby Doodle the tree and Rockefeller Center. He loved it.

Our bus was supposed to leave NY at 3:00 from the corner of 34th and 8th right outside Penn Station. We took the Bolt Bus. We waited in the cold rain without umbrellas for an hour and a half before the bus arrived and we were finally able to sit in a heated, dry place. Baby Doodle was a real trooper. Even without a nap! He played on the sidewalk, entertained the people waiting in line with us and was generally very pleasant. Thank God! He was asleep before the bus was on the other side of the Lincoln Tunnel.

Some pictures:

Staring at a window display at Lord and Taylor's on Fifth Avenue.