The morning after

The next day we hopped aboard a ferry that was checking out some of the islands off of Boston.
I wish I could tell you more about these islands, but I can't because I haven't had a chance to research them yet and I'm not sure what Hull is all about.
Came back and freshened up in time to meet up with another fellow North Shore runner that had tried to qualify for Boston for a few marathons.
She and Michael traded nightmare stories over dinner, and it was nice to see a familiar face.  I'm glad that she finally qualified for the marathon, but it sucks that her Boston experience was in such extreme heat.
Michael told me repeatedly that it was great that I was able to defer and that he would have deferred had he know what a nightmare the run would be.  And that's a lot coming from him.
Pretty exciting because the next day we were scheduled to take an Amtrak train to... New York. 
Yay!