Maga was sharp tonight. After a reminder of where I was and why I was calling a day ahead of usual, she knew exactly where I was going and why. She was full of compliments and fractured memories of her own time in Boston.

The one thing she couldn’t seem to grasp was why the loudspeaker kept going off or rather why I couldn’t move away from underneath it. (The only available outlet was underneath a speaker + a plane to Iceland was boarding and taking up lots of loudspeaker space.)

She was happy I wasn’t going to “colder than cold” Iceland, though I was not necessarily. The Northern Lights are still on my life to do list and having been to Iceland once before, I’d happily go back.

One international trip at a time, I suppose. And hopefully one domestic trip to visit her in the near future.

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