I woke up at about 6:30 for my 7:20 flight. When I realized the time, I jumped up, put on my clothes and called for a cab (perhaps not in that order), and was nearly ready, but I did the math in my head and realized that I wasn't going to make it. I looked online to see if I could book a slightly later flight. I couldn't see one on the website that wasn't $500 or more, so I called. I got booked on a flight at 2:45, and when the cab called, I said that I was sorry, but I wouldn't need a cab at that moment. I went right back to sleep and got 4 more hours, bringing me up to that magical 8.
When I got up the second time, I got ready and did a few things that I would have missed in the morning, like putting out the check for the cat sitter (along with a gift for her and her baby) and putting an empty water bottle in my luggage. As predicted, the 2:45 flight was delayed by about 40 minutes, or more, which gave me even more time. I went out for a meal at Natachee's, doing some Pokéwalking to the South Main Baptist Church along the way. I also got some pics of my travel outfit, featuring new pants.
People at Natachee's were shocked to see me, and amused at my tale of woe. I resolved to never, ever book early morning flights for vacation ever again. |  |
When I got home, I called for another cab and was on my way to Hobby. I chatted with the cab driver about my travels.
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| Countdown to when all the construction will end too. |
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| Security and my gate. |
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| The flight was largely uneventful (at least as I remember it). And then we landed. |
I took over a gym before getting my suitcase.
I got a cab and said "Park Plaza", and we were off through the underground highway. I hit a few pokéstops on the way, and then we were there. I checked in and went up to my room.
| One more selfie before checking out what Boston had to offer for Pokéwalking. |
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| A church near my hotel, by the Public Gardens. |
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| And the Pokéwalking was good. Swanboats and Slowpokes, oh, and Drowzees everywhere. |
I also met a dog named Mika, which is the name of a friend's dog. My friend's dog is much much smaller.
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| Never seen before. |
| There were plenty of people out, and four pokéstops with lures by a gym. I chatted with two guys by the bridge near the swanboats, and they asked me what was common in Houston. I couldn't think of what we had more frequently at that time, but after a week in Boston, then coming home, I noticed that I didn't see a single Exeggcute up there, but they are frequent here.
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| Without Pokémon GO, I would have never known that I had seen this place before. |
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| The Cheers bar is also a gym that I never got to take over. |
My phone died later, but I walked around a little more, including past the state house (is that right? I forget) and through Boston Commons. When I got back to my hotel room, I wasn't ready to go to bed yet, and kind of hungry, so I ordered delivery. It was so-so, then I went to bed for tomorrow's adventures.
