It Was Almost Like It Wasn't Meant To Be...

But I made it to my parent's house.

The bus runs down the main drag once an hour.  So I plan accordingly.

I got up just before ten, so that bus is out.

I was organizing some stuff and lost track of time, so the eleven was out.

I paid attention and was up there early for the noon bus.  There is an awesome pastry shop here, Weinberg's.  I dawdled too long picking out stuff to bring to Charlestown.  I came out just in time to see the bus go right by me.

Again I paid attention to the time and got there early.  And I waited.  And I waited.  Then I checked the schedule.  Every hour.  On the hour.  Except 1 pm.

I caught the two o'clock.  Pastry was a little shook up, but still delish.