The snowing had stopped. We took a taxi to Essex Junction station to catch a train. I was feeling better, but we still had a long day in our train. It was okay to Springfield, but another tiring wait of three hours for the same train that was three hours late in Toledo took the edge off it. We finally arrived in Boston around eight o'clock, unpacked and went next door to the family restaurant for tea. We all slept like logs.
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